Sunny day

One of these days someone is going to smack me upside the head for having all this free time because I didn't replace the Civil War client and gloating about it, but in the meantime I am pretty happy about it. I can always say I'm semi-retired, right? After all, I'm 64....

I should be able to get in some bike riding today. It's supposed to stay sunny right through the evening. I worked pretty hard this morning and my "absolutely must do" work-work is done, so I can slack off and do things for the house if I want. Roy isn't due home till 9:00 and I still have the dregs of the Sunday roast to chop into cubes and mix with my rice blend, plus two fat eggplants, chunked, that I cooked until they lost their structural integrity, along with three peppers, two big onions, and a big can of whole tomatoes (and marjoram, oregano, and sriracha).

So. Eight hours stretch out in front of me. Watch me fill them as fast as you can say chore list:

1. My former next door neighbor had her baby girl on Monday and I still haven't blocked the baby blanket. [EDIT: Done.] Also, I have no yarn in stock to start a new one to have stockpiled for the next pregnancy that crosses my path.
   
2. I have a load of laundry that has been festering in the dryer (dried, thankfully) since Sunday, so any wrinkles are well and truly set in my cotton sheets. [EDIT: Rerunning with the addition of a sopping wet towel]
   
3. I have another load of sheets and filthy bar rags to be zapped with bleach and laundered. [EDIT: In process.]
   
4. I am by nature untidy, whereas Roy by nature is not, so I need to wander about the house and remove some of my drippings.[EDIT: Largely done]
   
5. I need to assemble said leftover-pork-roast thing. [EDIT: done]
   

( more of the same, plus two great YouTube videos )

I am the Princess Bat and I don't have to take a bike ride

Bike ride time rolled around and, with it, a really bad case of the idonwannas.

Well, I am all grown up (and a princess to boot) and if I don't want to go for a bike ride no one can make me. But I did callus maintenance and way too much Facebooking and now I think I'm ready to go do laundry retrieval.