Husband and fifth son have high-tailed it down to Oxford, MS for the day. They're delivering bed rails to a storage unit for a client. The headboards are getting upholstered and will be following along directly. Nice for the two of them to have a day away. They took fishing rods. Male bonding, you know. Besides, Oxford is such a cute town...lots of history there, and the prettiest houses. I doubt they'll browse the town, though. My husband has a trait I'm trying to change. He's more into the 'get it done' mentality, and for him to slow down and actually enjoy a task is a rarity. Left to his own devices, he'd run down there alone, leave the rails, and turn right around and come home. Maybe I've made him overly domestic. He does thrill to come into the door before dinner. I do appreciate the enthusiasm for being home, but some adventure placed here and there is a plus.
For the morning, I was able to have some quiet with my tea, which always starts the day out well. Quiet. A dark living room to sit in and sleeping dogs. And early on, the air conditioning doesn't run non-stop. Got sort of concerned with it yesterday since with the heat it wouldn't shut off. It ran constantly. Makes me jittery, which sadly enough, isn't hard to do. Always on edge.
Now will go hang out the first load. Needlework is in the plan with an Elizabeth Bowen book of short stories to finish. Not sure what's for dinner, but will aim for simplicity.
Take care and drink your water.
(photo of rowan oak, william faulker's home)
