Doing nothing is apparently more tiring than I thought.
I am exhausted. Last weekend we had a family Bar Mitzvah, which was just everything you'd expect or want it to be. It was so warm, and beautiful, and welcoming, and just plain nice to be with so many people we love.
But SINCE then....the sister I went to visit in Michigan in December, is here. That means lots of swimming, and lots of Tuna Fish. That sounds odd, but when I think of these particular days of summer, that's what I think of. Very Mayonnaisey tuna on bread (we might go to the lake on Monday, so stayed tuned for tales of SANDY tuna on soggy bread...I actually love it that way. So much so, that if I have time I will put a fresh tuna sandwich in the fridge with something heavy on it, just to help aid the sog...)
It also means many days where I don't accomplish that much, because, well, she's here! Why would I do X, Y or Z, when we could be hanging out. So we do. And swim. And eat tuna. But I said that already. Sorry, lack of sleep is getting to me.
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