Maybe this is why I don't normally blog on the weekends; I got nothin'.
It hasn't rained in weeks. Bill hasn't mowed the lawn since I was in Cincinnati.
We've kept my flowers alive, which I've shown you here.
I'm working on my running. The 5k is in one week. My goal is to run it in under 45 minutes.
We've been working on the guest room, scraping and scraping paint. There are three double hung windows in the room. Bill pulled off the sashes of the two that are ganged together and striped those. He'll pull the third one off, strip it, and then take them to the hardware store for new glass.
See? It's a little dry on the writing front.
I'm really enjoying my book, "Clara and Mr. Tiffany". I especially enjoy looking at the Tiffany window in our church. I know the book is fiction, but when the author talks about the glass detail, I have to assume she did her research. Or I'm just being a romantic. Either way, it's good.
That's about all that's happening here. I'm too lazy at the moment to get the cord and the camera and show you pictures from Hell. I promise I will. Just not today.