Jason is away and DC continues to rival the Pacific northwest in terms of gloomy raininess, so I spent the last week hunkered down. Monday I went to dinner with Courtney, which is always fun. Tuesday I think I did some much-needed grocery shopping and reading. (At last count I’ve only read 29 books this year, which is really off pace compared to 2014 and 2015. I blame too many vacations.) On Wednesday night I attended a work happy hour, which fortunately featured delicious food. Thursday I went to a good weights class at my gym. On Friday I made it home in record time (thank you, Metro!) and fell asleep for a while before making the traditional Frost Friday night pizza. I was ready for a very rainy weekend.
Saturday morning I woke bright and early before the rain even started. I got dressed and ready to go for a run, and exited my apartment just in time for a clap of thunder and the beginning of a downpour. Awesome. Instead, I decided to go to the temple. This time I didn’t even try to get into my temple dress (which to be fair I’m certain I could get zipped if someone helped me, but there’s no getting it done up on my own these days) and rented one of the lovely old lady ones. The rain had stopped when I exited a few hours later.
Judging from the number of children running around the grounds in coordinated pastel colors, there were several weddings happening that day, which of course made me think of our own rainy wedding. That was a good day.
I drove home and still the rain didn’t resume, so I went for a run. My shins were really tight (maybe from sitting for two hours?) so it wasn’t my most comfortable run ever, but I was glad I got it done. When I got home I made a pizza and talked to Brittney for an hour, which was of course great, and then I fell asleep on the couch. I woke up just before the library closed for the day, so I booked it (ha!) over to pick up some books on hold. My holding spree last week resulted in seven books becoming available all at once.
Since I’d eaten lunch kind of late I ended up having dinner at 9 p.m. while talking to Jason. Per usual, his dinner sounded more delicious than mine.
Sunday was, wait for it, rainy, so I didn’t walk in the morning. Church was good, and afterward I baked up some chocolate chip cookies. Then I took a nap, waking up right before I needed to leave for dinner at the Lloyds’. I’m so grateful for good friends who keep me from being too lonely while Jason’s away. I spent the rest of the evening talking to my mom, Jason, and Mio and Hannah, then fell asleep reading.