Okay, I am officially pulling it together now. Today, I did do some cleaning and organizing, which necessitated a prior trip to Target. A shockingly expensive trip to Target, it must be said, the result of which was the purchase of some plastic storage bins, potato chips, cleaning supplies, and other inconsequential whatnot, as far as I can tell. That stuff apparently adds up.
I exited the Target with my cart laden with all of the above and some miscellaneous other things, and drifted about the parking lot like a tumbleweed. Or maybe like Paolo/Francesca from Inferno or something like that. I flung myself from the car to the front porch, dragged in my goods, and hastened down the stairs, where it is kind of naturally cool (also: icy in the winter--I should work on remembering that the frigidity of January is but a foretaste of the cool refuge of July). And as long as I stay downstairs, I am semi-functional. Fortuitously, the cool downstairs happens to be where there is a bunch of organizing and cleaning to be done. I'm lucky like that.
Oh hot and windy. My favorite. Also, what is with Target. You by four things that cost $4.99 each but when you leave, you pay $100.00. Target is bad math.ReplyDelete
oh. the wind. I had forgotten.ReplyDelete
Oh, my little tumbleweed. Thank you for this image of you. I will never forget it.ReplyDelete
I don't miss the wind--but then again, you don't want our humidity--sixes?ReplyDelete
Bless you for the new background making for easier reading. I can now officially endorse the new HTM look. Hurrah!
Heat? It still exists somewhere? But I stopped by to thank you for the suggestion of Don Delillo's "The Names" - I rested myself in it after 80+ miles pedaling in endless rain.ReplyDelete