I ran out for approximately ten minutes this morning, Gentle Reader, to Target for toilet paper. Slim pickings, but I was successful.
Then I came home and snuggled with my family for about an hour in the bed. It was glorious. The dogs are loving our time at home.
I’m trying to take today off, Friends, just to read. Nothing else. Reading the Bronte novel, and reading for fun.
I want to get back into my habit.
The Postmodern Bluestocking 