Poor Mac has to haul it all upstairs. As we're on a flood plain our house is built about 12 feet above the level of the garage and he has to carry all the bags up. I unpack it and put it away, but his is by far the harder job.
Ended up having to stop at Publix on the way home anyway to get stuff the commissary didn't have.
Lovely rain last night, we needed it and it's cooled it off a bit. They're promising more rain for Thursday and then temperatures only in the 70's---be still my heart.
Couldn't sleep the other night, we got up had a snack and then I read for a couple of hours. Managed to finish off another Agatha Christie--Dead Man's Folly--I'd definitely seen it on tv (with David Suchet as Poirot), but I'm pretty sure I'd never read it. Really enjoyed it. Now I'm onto Sad Cypress.
I can finally see the end of my cross-stitch in my near future, then I'm going to have to figure out how to frame it. Waiting in line behind it is an afghan I started for spring, yeah I know, it will soon be summer. But crocheting is so much quicker than cross-stitching. Mac wants me to get back to painting and I need to.
That's my Tuesday
|Me grocery shopping|