Then it was off for pizza which is back by the pool but... the pool is next door to the high school and... the high school is where the rally/march against cops killing black men was already starting to gather and the cops were blocking off streets. And while I probably could have gotten there had I gone around the world and back, I decided that I'd donate my pizza jones to the cause and came on home. I usually get a pizza the week before Chef Anita comes and I run out of food... I can get one next month.
I've got food here that I should eat instead anyway.
The kitchen is clean. The cat is fed. I cleaned the junk off the desk that has been bugging me for days. I am at the end of my todo list for the day. Nice.
Time now to break out the knitting and fire up the TiVo.