summer mouth

I completely checked out this weekend, from the moment I left work until early this morning I hardly checked my emails or blogs. The same jeans and tee and sweater from Friday night to Sunday seems to be a thing I do around this time every year from lack of motivation to go out in yet another day of frigid wind and grey skies. Friday I had a date with Rich and then Saturday morning we took a long walk around a neighborhood out in the deep, pretty suburbs while his car got serviced. I spent my Saturday afternoon with my best friend helping her pack for a week in St. Lucia and my evening snuggled up on the couch with my Netflix queue and lentil soup. Sunday was all laundry...