A quiet Sunday, largely spent watching episodes of Sports Night and Fringe. I was woken up early this morning — well, around nine — by the dog who cried wolf. Our dog, Tucker, has gotten into the habit lately of barking in the morning to be let out…even when he doesn’t actually need to go out. Part of that’s due, I’m sure, to his increasingly early breakfasts — last night I think my father actually took him out and fed him before 1 a.m. — but partly it’s just insane. I pulled on a pair of jeans and sneakers over my pajamas and took Tucker outside, only to discover he was apparently just bored. I tried, but largely failed to get back to sleep when we came back inside.
I did manage to finish the Sunday New York Times crossword again, though, so my brain wasn’t too addled with sleep deprivation, I guess.
Otherwise, my day wasn’t too exciting. I went for a walk. I helped my father repair a bench. I hung around the house. I don’t have off tomorrow for Columbus Day (or Canadian Thanksgiving), but I’m taking Friday as a vacation day…mostly so I can go to my spine doctor. Fun week ahead, huh?
I love that picture – just the right angle on it! Very nice!
Thanks! I took a couple I sort of liked a little better, but I tried to frame them without getting license plate numbers in the shot.