Simple Days
I put in a full day...plus overtime at the beach yesterday. Somehow, once I get settled into my chair with my toes in the sand, I just can't pry myself away. I'd preplanned my beach day the night before, scheduling my grocery delivery for 7 a.m. with a cart full of beach snacks. While I waited, I tackled a handful of chores around the house, packed lunch, and even made a fresh mozzarella and tomato salad...something a little healthier to balance out my usual chips and Doritos. The only thing slowing me down was Tim. I waited...and waited...for him to wake up. First, because I wanted to put fresh sheets on the bed, and second, because I wanted to see what time he planned to head to the beach. He finally appeared around 9:30 and casually announced he wasn't thinking of going until around 2 o'clock. There was absolutely no way I was waiting that long. Two cars it was. Before leaving, I quickly stripped and remade the bed with clean sheets, something I knew I'd be inc...