At some point in there, Erica and I cooked beans and rice and andouille sausage.
And that was my day.
Today is normalMondayworkday. Except that it seems that nearly everyone has had to go down to Virginia for some awards thing. So hardly anyone is here. It's quiet.
. . . too quiet? . . .
Tonight perhaps I will take care of that laundry and cleaning that should have been done this weekend. I wouldn't count on it, but anything's possible.