Moby did not sleep on me last night, which is not that unusual, but it meant I slept thoroughly, if only until when the alarm would have gone off anyway. I was hungry, so I got up and ate. After the night before when he slept at my knees all night, and I had to shove him off several times because my knees were sore and stiff, I didn't mind.
I watered the wildflower patches, dug a few more - but didn't shake the dirt off the sod and sow more seed. Same for the trench where the sunflower seeds will go, just loosened the grass a bit. Perhaps more later this afternoon. After I get up the screen on the north, dining room windows, at least one. Looking at 80˚F today and the rest of the week, will want airflow. They called while I was digging, and D came out with the phone, and a not terribly happy expression. They wanted me to come in and cover a lunch, there had been sick calls. Normally I would, but this is our vacation, D's birthweek celebration, and, what I told them, we had plans. They didn't mind, just had to ask. I woke with a face ache, my knees sore, and I left work yesterday with a bad case of NeedSomeTimeOffula.
We ventured out at 0900, were going to stop at the Dart Shop - but The Internet lied about it being open at 0900, so we wandered around the sporting goods store, D found a much needed pair of shorts (he works in them in the summer) and I tried on a lot of hats, only to decide I like the ones I have. By then Dart Shop was open, and D got to try throwing darts for the first time. We'd been thinking of getting a dart board since moving in, something about the space, and I'd had a very cheap, hand-me-down paper-roll one, as a kid that I enjoyed (I was not good at it, but I liked it.) So, we now have a rather nice one, not terribly expensive, and will put it up sometime today. D seemed to have a very nice feel for the throw, and was delighted with the whole thing, including how much gear is on offer - not unlike a guitar store.
Had BBQ for lunch, dropped stuff home, and went to UMOCA, the local art museum that focuses on new art, artists from around here.
There is stuff to be done, but nothing that, should we chose to ignore it, is essential. Get laundry done by Sunday evening, and everything else is somewhat optional. I want to get it done, and I will be going to the community gardens plant sale on Saturday morning, therefore planting on Saturday afternoon, but that's about the end of the can't skip stuff.
Working on the curtains, in a desultory way. The light is so different, so appealing, with the new shades. Very pleasing.