Nothing like a much needed, two hour nap, to leave one feeling groggy. Unless one is a cat, and D's very old silk/linen shirt got left on the sofa. Actually, put there until I got to ironing it, which in the end, I didn't, because there was a cat on it. He does like nice fabric.
Weird, hot, cloudy day. Wispy promises of rain that I knew would be foresworn. Still, 90° (32C), has an oppressive quality.