But I can't sleep in. No matter the time I go to bed, once it hits about 5:45... blink! I'm wide awake. I envy people that can lie in bed and sleep in the morning. But don't talk to me about anything important beyond 9:30. I'm about 2 sheets to the wind (pun intended).
And the fruit fly battle ensues! As soon as tomato/peach/pear/younameit season comes, the fruit flies appear. I need to get out my cider vinegar contraption and show them who's boss.
The other night we were meandering back from a walk and out of the corner of my eye I see it! I very good-sized coyote! We have heard them. Listened to them yip-yip-yip, but never really saw one in action. I like that about living out of the city a bit. The neighbor roosters/sheep/cows really like to give 'er at nighttime too. We almost don't 'hear' it anymore. But when someone comes over they usually mention something about the farm.
Got some new blinds installed yesterday. The two
The Chairman is going to get on his padded shorts and slip into his bike shoes and ride his bike to... Chicago this Saturday. Actually, they'll drive a bit south and then go. But it'll be nearly 70 miles in one day, so that's no little jaunt. For some reason, I really like that he does stuff like that. I'm all for not lazy.
Well, the three younger people here are thinking it is time to put some nourishment down the hatch. So this is as good as it gets today. After that, I get to crack the whip and get some chores done. But first I think we all will need to cuddle and chat about the day. I like 'packed days' like that.