And On Sunday ...

well, I didn't rest, as such, at least not anymore than I do on a normal day. I did take a nap, but I do that. I've contemplated my situation here and there, and decided that, among other things, once K starts her class tomorrow, it will feel more like "summer" to me. For the last several years, summer has meant that I am home during the workday by myself. It's one of the things I associate with enjoying my summer, and one of the things I look forward to about retirement. It means that I can just get up and do something or go somewhere, if I feel like it. But when K is around, we tend to do things together, so that means I'm waiting for her to get up to go to the mall, or something like that. So that starts tomorrow.

Also, I did not reach the chiropractor today, and didn't leave a message on his machine, but I will call him in the morning, and if he has an opening maybe I can even see him tomorrow. I actually feel like my back and hips are out of alignment, that's exactly what it feels like. As if everything is not fitting together quite properly.

I expect to hear from the Other Chai this week, which is pretty optimistic on my part, to talk about booking the Disney trip for November. But she is a horrible procrastinator, and so there's a good chance she will not remember to call me this week, or the next, or the one after that. Although if I don't hear from her before we go to Gettysburg, I'll call her when we get back. She said she would be away last week, so I'll give her til then.

My ILs are now making great plans for a family get-together in September, which we do most years because the Hubs and his sister both have September birthdays. This was cool when the ILs lived here in Bizarro Town. The current proposal involves all of us driving down to their place NEAR THE F***ING JERSEY SHORE on the Sunday of Labor Day Weekend. Jeebs. What is wrong with them, really? If I had the space, I would have them all here; it would be waaaaaaaay easier and better than spending Labor Day weekend on the Garden State Parkway. And if they drove up here, the traffic would be going the other way. Maybe we should drive down there at night, stay over, have a birthday breakfast, and drive home by noon. Which would never fly with the SIL; we're lucky she makes it to a 3.00 Christmas dinner on time.

Plans for tomorrow include the chiro, hopefully, and then maybe a start on my summer cleaning, and picking up R from the airport, but that won't be until 9.00 pm or so. And keeping my chins up.

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