Big breakfast happened. I spent so much time smelling the food that we were cooking that I didn’t want to eat any of it. If that makes any sense.
Fish took AC to gymnastics. I puttered around the house and slowly got ready for the day. It was cloudy and cool. I kept meaning to get some knitting done, but other needs got in the way.
Sometime around late afternoon Fish ended up outside visiting with a couple of neighbors while the girls rode bikes and then the next thing I knew we were all hanging out around a fire visiting, eating appetizers and drinking beer and wine. I contributed a mighty fine batch of monkey bread, that I didn’t get a picture of, but it was fantastic. We didn’t get home until after 10 p.m., oops. Quick baths and bedtime for the babies. I might end the night with another glass of wine.
The saddest thing about renting is getting closer and closer to the neighbors you have and knowing you’ll have to move away from them soon.