This morning she has scratched the bejesus out of both my arms trying to get into my lap while I'm typing. I do not know what her deal is. But, clearly she's looking for something out of me she ain't gettin'.
My swim was back today... swam for what felt like 20 minutes but when I looked it had been 45. That's a good swim. I listened to some Moth story telling and hit on some really good ones.
I think the traffic I ran into coming home yesterday (and today) is normal going to work traffic. It seems to clear out but not before about 10. If I leave for the pool at 8, I still get caught up in it coming home. So... note to self: either plan activities on the other side of the bridge (nails, groceries, etc) or leave home later or deal with it. But, honestly, sitting in traffic in the bright, hot sun, kind of harshes any mellow gotten during a swim.
Tomorrow I have a nail appointment at 10:30 ad Friday I need to deliver bears so I'll need to swim plan accordingly.
Today there is an afternoon Mariners game at home. So I'm home and home I'll stay. Plus, I have air conditioning and it's cool in here.
I was thinking while I was swimming that I spent a whole lot - most - of my life wondering how my life would turn out. Now I know. And I'm not at all disappointed. That's really a lovely lovely thing.