Earning my dinner

It was unbearably hot and humid today.  Ugh.

So what did I do?  Just something that my husband had been after me for weeks to do.  I tackled some bags and boxes of cr*p that had been sitting on our porch for who knows how long.  Some of the stuff needed to go to the resale shop and some of it needed to go in a box for the rummage sale at my mom and dad's and some of it (not enough of it) needed to go in the garbage.

If I was smart, I would have tackled this chore a few weeks ago when it was cooler.  But no, I procrastinated until the temperature was 93 degrees and the humidity was 68%.  When I finally finished up, I wasn't dripping wet, but it was close.

I think G felt just a tiny bit sorry for me because when I asked if we could go out to dinner (something we've been trying to cut back on so we can save money for M to spend in Australia) he didn't even hesitate before he said "yes."

Thank you G.  I'd say I definitely earned my dinner at Panera this evening.  : )