Mourning the pool, but there will be ice cream!

There's a simple melancholy that comes of looking at an empty pool, the foam noodles like forgotten pastel pasta stuck to the bottom. The weather is predicted to be dry for the next day or so (amen), so I hope that we can get it disassembled and stowed before more rain comes. 

But I'm not rushing. I'm tired. This first week, coupled with house chores and babysitting, has left me flattened. I slept in this morning, and it's still foggy...so, coffee it is. G has his daily IV antibiotics appointment this afternoon, but other than that, I have no plans to do much. Except ice cream.

Our adventures in potty training have involved rewards of bingo markers (tokens) for successful potty events. These have been accumulating in a glass vase on the shelf in my living room. Today, the plan is to redeem the tokens for an ice cream at Super Secret in Bethlehem. Holly has no idea, so this will be fun!

Other than that, probably I'll just pick some more tomatoes. And maybe, just maybe, we'll order out Thai food. I got paid for the first time since June. It's worth celebrating!

Have a good day,

C