It stormed all night. I couldn’t sleep. All I could focus on was wondering when the basement leaking would begin. Luckily a little vigilence and some towels saved us, but I was left feeling tired all day. I slept off and on before I finally made myself get up. A little lunch. A visit to the funeral home to see a friend who had lost her grandmother.

Cynical and I eventually headed out for dinner, some conversation and some prepping for a trip to come soon. And the weekend was over.


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