I took the day off. No reason...just needed a break.
I used to do it all the time. Sure, I worked crazy hours, but being my own boss meant I could take mental health days at my own discretion. These days, official time off is harder to come by so I'm glad to grab it when I can.
Here's what's been going around at our house lately.
Bill made currant muffins a couple of days ago, and in an unbelievable role reversal, the adults hated them and the kids gobbled them up.
I picked a few baby tomatoes from the garden, along with the first beans of the season. Sadly, the tree that fell in our front yard crushed the zucchini, yellow squash, and pepper plants--so we'll be focusing on the tomatoes and beans this year.
Oh, I forgot to mention the harrowing adventure that Janie and I took to the urgent care clinic on Friday night, where we were both diagnosed with strep throat and placed on penicillin--joining poor Bill who had been diagnosed earlier that day. Because we had to drive 45 minutes into town from the farm (where we were staying with Bill's parents for the weekend) we were caught unprepared for the storm and had to drive through the middle of it to get back to the farm. Trees were down everywhere, the wind was blowing the car all over the road, and we escaped with only a cracked windshield when a tree branch fell on us. (Later that night it fell down completely and blocked the road.)
Anyway, we're all feeling much better with a couple days of antibiotics under our belts, and I finally finished the fabric curlers that I've been working on.
Let me just tell you that even 12 hours after removing them, I still resemble Shirley Temple. So they work (and are super comfortable to sleep in) and I think might look even better the second day. I'm calling that project a success!
We've watched Foyle's War on Netflix, worked on a redesign of the master bathroom, and dyed Janie's hair bright blue (in fun streaks, not her entire head). Pictures to follow...
Now I'm in bed, with a snoring dog keeping me awake. She grabbed a brand new loaf of bread off the counter tonight and wolfed it down (including at least part of the plastic wrapper), so I suppose she deserves some indigestion.
Tomorrow, we'll pack the dogs and kids up in the car and drive up to my parents' house for a day on the lake. Ahh, summer.