|Everett in pencil, by Floyd Young|
Another long weekend gone (every weekend is a long weekend, for me, since they can do without me at the office on Mondays) and Scott's on his way out to warm up the truck and load tools he'll need today. I've got 15 minutes to wash, dress, and brush my teeth. Best get a move on, then!
Easier said than done after three days without having to be anywhere or do anything at a certain time. It was pure bliss. But am I rested? Oh I think so.