The weather here is all wack-a-doodle these days. Eighty degrees and sunny one day. Fifty and rainy the next. Shorts and tank tops on Monday. Sweaters and wellies by Thursday. Makes for way too much laundry. And too much laundry makes me tired.
All that laundry kicked my butt. I just couldn't keep my eyes open any longer. Good thing it was one of those rainy days today. So I was able to catch a little afternoon nap.
Yep. I'm sure it was the laundry that knocked me
He had a quesadilla.
I had fajitas.
We came home for dessert. And a nap. I'm telling you. That laundry WORE ME OUT. Unfortunately, our nap only lasted about 20 minutes. And then the ballerinas were due home. Major buzz kill.
So later this evening as BSD was carrying his pile of clean clothes upstairs, he turned to me and said, "Let's do that again the next time it rains."
"Sounds good to me," I replied. "But let's go EARLIER. I need more than a 20 minute nap."
"Oh, yeah. Good idea," he answered. "Do you think they open at 11am?"