This photo pretty much sums up yesterday. I spent the whole day at home, with the exception of two short errands -- taking Dave's suit to the cleaners and buying milk. And much of the time I was home, I was on the couch.
I needed a day like that.
Dave was away working with students again and didn't get home until about 6 p.m. So I had lots of time for reading -- my newspapers and about half of Jane Harper's book "The Survivors." It's a mystery/thriller set in Tasmania, and now I want to go to there. I did some exploring on Google Maps and it looks pretty amazing.
First we have to get through our December trip to Florida, though, and it's looking more and more expensive every time I turn around. It looks like we will have to rent a car, because I hear that my step-sister's extra car -- which I usually borrow while in Florida -- is out of commission. Plus we need hotels so we're not crashing on people's sofas. (Dave is a firm believer in having a hotel room.) Argh! I swear, we could get a package holiday to Sri Lanka or the Maldives for the amount of money we're spending to go to Florida.
Part of the reason I stayed in yesterday was the weather. It was rainy most of the day, which made Olga unenthusiastic about walking anywhere, and then in the evening as the sun was setting we had thunder, lightning and some furious wind:
Wild, huh? You can see the rain basically blowing sideways. A good day to be indoors, for sure.