Yesterday was the slowest day ever.
I woke up at 2:30 am to the sound of a drunken squirrel running back and forth on our roof. I’m not sure what time the nut bar closes but holy cow, that crazy squirrel must have ran across our roof at least 50 times before settling down for the night.
And as expected, I couldn’t get back to sleep.
And then the rest of the day just dragged on from there.
Lucy Puggle lounged around all day moving between her lion chair and the couch.
I went to the Home Depot to pick up some paint and grabbed a new succulent for my terrarium.
And then I pretty much spent the rest of the day out front removing all the overgrown grass from the rocks. Well, on one side of the yard at least. Today I’m going to attempt to get the other side done. And then hide the seed spreader so the HH can’t go crazy with it again this summer.
Then, for the grand finale, I tossed some vegetables in a pan, threw a chicken on top, set the timer and then told the kids to take it out and feed themselves when the timer went off.
Then crawled into bed at 6pm.
That’s it. The slowest day ever.