One of the funny things about being a native Floridian is that you never, ever go to the beach or pool. It’s a rarity that the Husband and I brave the heat to actually lay out poolside in our apartment complex.
So today, we felt like tourists!
I have a lot of writing and proofreading to do today, and I figured I’d rather be tanning and working than cooped up inside.
For breakfast, I had toast, PB, and banana:
I had watermelon before we left:
And I brought crackers and hummus to the pool:
And a baggie of dates:
Obviously, under normal circumstances, I would not consider crackers, hummus, and fruit to be "lunch" (more like a snack!), but I feel completely emotionally drained and miserable and sad after last night’s events. I just have no appetite.
A beautiful butterfly to cheer me up:
Back to work I go!
Isn’t Sunday suppose to be a day of rest?! Are you relaxing?