Talk about your lazy days: I woke up yesterday, glanced at the clock--and saw it was 7:20! Can't believe I slept that late. Dressed, got the morning chores done, then went over to Susan's to explain (or "'splain," as Ricky Ricardo used to say--now, why did that pop into my head?). S. said she had knocked very lightly on my door, but saw no signs of activity, so figured I had, indeed, overslept. She said she would have come over at 10:00 if she hadn't heard from me just to be sure all was okay.
Rest of day more or less followed the "lay low, do little" pattern. I had planned to run up to Santori's, then to the mall, but it rained all day and I decided to skip it. Aside from household chores and a quick run to Tucker Tom's for broccoli, spaghetti squash, tomatoes, and potatoes, I didn't do a lot. Even lay down for a short nap while Pat was at the bay.
Enjoyed phone talks with Pat's brother, Bill, and my sis, Betty, as well as Alison, calling on their way to their hike. (In the driving rain? Well, sure, they go no matter what.) Got e-mails from Leslie, brother Jim, and a few others. Aside from those enjoyable contacts, nada in the social arena.
It would drive me crazy to laze around as I did very often, but once in a while is okay. As for our morning walk: Susan called last night to say she has early appointments up north today and Sunday, so can't go either day. Okay, here's the cliff-hanger question: Will I have the determination and initiative to go by myself? Both days? Happily?
Tune in tomorrow.