During the last two days I read most of the grant archive at work.
At lunch time, I received a text from my daughter that she shouldn’t be left home alone. She saved a field mouse from our cats and built it an enclosure.
I suggested she find one of the lids. Well, honestly I told her to put the damn thing outside but… she doesn’t listen.
After work, I met my neighbor at Three Birds Coffee House but I was disappointed the birds were on vacation. The lemon verbena tea was delicious.
And I came home to a house still in the throes of the Christmas Bomb, disaster from one end to the other. I picked up a bit, opened a beer and let my new roomba vacuum the kitchen.
Gayle came for supper and we all shared a candy apple.
After dessert, the teen and Gayle colored the giant cardboard submarine.
And then the teen discovered the mouse had escaped.
Never a dull moment.