Today was my one day a month where I get a little sad and lonely and sick of living in a new city, but also a little misanthropic, and we had a swimming date this morning which probably would have turned things around but then Joel needed the car and I couldn't muster myself to bike to the pool.
We're sort of at loose ends too because all the outdoor pools are closed now, and that was kind of our go-to empty-afternoon-killing activity. Yesterday we went to the library but I don't want to wear that shoe out before winter, so today we just futzed around the house, making lasagnas for the freezer, and when we couldn't stand ourselves anymore we went to the park for an hour.
The delights of swinging like you have no bones.
Still the world's most cautious slider.
Pour the sand on your shoulder, see if I care. Giving you a bath when we get home will kill at least another half hour.