I slept in. I fit everything except for the bikes in the porch closet, with room to spare. Just not enough for the bikes. I trimmed all the vines back from the plants in the back yard. I exercised. I did my ironing. And I’ve watched several hours of NCIS.
We’re going on a date to a fancy restaurant. I can’t remember the last time we went somewhere expensive. And we’re going for a walk on the beach.
Can’t think of how it could have been better.