I spent a large part of yesterday in a car. Driving to St. Paul to visit my grandfather. Driving back. Driving to St. Louis Park to rent a car. Driving back. Driving to do an insane errand for my mother.* Driving back. Driving to the cabin. End.
The sun was beating down on me all the way north. There wasn’t enough traffic to slow down at all, but just enough so I had to be fully on and focused on the road and other cars. I was fried by the time we pulled up to the cabin. Too hot, too weary to eat dinner. So I forked at a multi-grain salad my mom had picked up at Lund’s. Not bad. Not at all. Then Ernie and I took a pre-bed swim and all was set to rights.
*My mom ordered a shower gift online from a registry. It didn’t arrive as expected. Sleuthing determined the gift had been sent directly to the bride-to-be. My mom would no more show up at a shower giftless (even with a cute and funny explanation) than she would show up naked. I volunteered to get something to wrap while she and Ernie went swimming. In the process I discovered these fabulous measuring beakers.
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