Saturday started with a sign pick up against visible turbines down in the South End and an hour long walk on the beach with the best friends, shelling. They made a lot of friends because Bruce is a creep who stares people down until they come over and introduce themselves. Not my favorite thing.
I was hangry, so I made and horked down a salad when I got home, then I got a manicure and pedicure (used Essie spice it up on both nails and toes, which I never do), picked up some food from Boyar's, ate an early dinner, chilled on the porch, and read and lounged. I had a lot of things to do and did none of them. Saturday marked the fifth anniversary of closing on this old shore house.
Sunday I continued to do the wants and not the shoulds, except Ben had a regular good boy check up at the vet - I feel bad sending them in alone but also relieved to not deal with him barking at other dogs LOL - then as promised took the best friends to a wet and windy dog beach for a romp. We helped a butterfly blowing around grab on to the goldenrod bushes and saw a cool piece of driftwood that looked a little like a fish. The rest of the day was spent finishing another book and starting another book, ordered Halloween supplies to individually package, and thinking about what I'm doing this week. It's a packed one.
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