By this time on Saturday, I had already climbed to the top of the highest mountain in Colorado.
Today, I am still in my pajamas, drinking coffee, and trying to figure out how I’m going to survive today’s heat. I think I’ll bake for the neighbors in hopes of being invited to their BBQ that I overheard them talking about through my office window when they were on their front porch.
You wish I was joking. I kind of wish I was joking, too, but… the cake is in the oven.