I have the house to myself today. If you're just tuning in to this station, that's notable because I have myself one of them complicated polyamorous deals. But peeps are away on a weekend retreat for something that I could do if I were interested, but it's their bag not mine. And a quiet, empty house is a cool thing. Among other things, I can (and have) started my first load of laundry as of 6:45 a.m. Even though the washing machine is off the kitchen and there's a bedroom just down the hall. Because ain't nobody sleeping. And the laundry needs done. I was out of town last weekend and none of those vague intentions to do laundry mid-week came to fruition.
Perfect day for a long bike ride, but I have a fuckbuddy appointment. So maybe a long ride tomorrow. I dunno. 50 miles? 60? 70? Have to see how I feel and how the weather is. This is all assuming that the creeping crud that was coming on last night, is NOT coming on. So far this morning, so good.