Catching Up

 

The other day a group of high school friends and I face-timed. 

Thinking, dining, strolling

I have nothing at all planned for today, but maybe I should since it had an auspicious beginning: got the Wordle in three, although that’s more to do with luck than brilliance.

Living Room Revolt

 

I’ve done it.

I’ve bought a rug. Not just any rug, but in an act of rebellion against a lifetime of being sensible, a white rug.

She's a Keeper

 

(Silly ducks from my morning walk. Two lagoons here and they stand in a puddle.)

 

Handy Life Hack

A mysterious black blob appeared on the wall outside our front door.

Ah, Mi Pueblo

 

We’re basically an onion here. Our condo building with twelve units is one of eleven in the complex, a microcosm of a society within a microcosm of society.

Go forth to the kitchen and multiply

 

To gain greater joy at my sense of achievement, I should probably pile the laundry all together rather than put it away as I go. I’m on my fifth load of sheets, bath towels, beach towels, and mattress pads, but the pile in the hall stubbornly continues.