Sunday, 6:08 pm...

A day of many goings-on. 

Wrote early, then off to visit. Had a nice brunch with family, near and far. Knocked around the woods with young J, ate a bagel, downed a virgin bloody Mary and chased it with a cup of joe, cream, no sugar.

Home around noon to do a little more writing, then out to cut my lawns, one of which looks pretty damned good. Cleaned the garage a little later, loading salvage wood, windows, and flooring for a trip to the ReStore tomorrow. Felt good to do some honest work for a change.

Looking forward to Monday. Don't say that often, but I am. Got a lot on my mind, eager to get back to the keyboard. Promised myself I'd make more of an effort with these posts, but haven't done it yet, have I?