Against all my better instincts I went to see Harry Potter with my husband, and surprised myself by liking it better than I expected. I am not a fan of the books or movies, in fact, they act as a kind of sleeping pill for me, but this one wasn't so bad. Then we had lunch at two pm and acted like the decadent seniors we are. It's delightful to break up the routine and eat a big meal in the middle of the day, and eat light in the evening.
We are both cleaning out our closets, and that feels great too. Getting organized, or at least the illusion of it. Now, if I can cleaning out my writing space. However, I'm too tired right now just thinking about it to begin. Maybe tomorrow.
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