If all goes as it usually goes, my house will be bombarded by the neighbor’s fireworks for much of today and I’ll worry that it’s going to start on fire.
This year, however, I’ll be worrying from the cozy environs of Ahmic Lake, and I’ll check with Jenny tomorrow (assuming that she hasn’t called me first) to find out if I’ve got a house to go back to.
Slept in the boathouse last night (like a rock), and woke up after 7:30 this morning. Sleeping that late – plus the nap that I got on the porch yesterday – is finally starting to give me some of my energy back, as evidenced by the 14 miles that I walked yesterday. I don’t even like to ponder what my sleep debt is like by the time I get to each vacation. Probably about 7 years.
Cy had to head to the hospital in Huntsville this morning. Hopefully nothing serious, but she’s got a pain in her neck (not “T”). Probably a pinched nerve or something. Here’s hoping those socialist Canadian doctors can take care of her. No doubt, she’ll have to wait 17 weeks to be seen. At least according to my oh-so-knowledgeable-in-the-ways-of-Canadian-healthcare buddies back home.
Had a swim after my walk this morning and the water is quite brisk. It’s supposed to be pretty hot this week, though, so that might be a really good thing.