Well, it's Sunday. I'm not in a park, nor planning to go to one. And there is no one around named George.
I did work yesterday. I was surprised because we were busy. It was almost to the point of being hectic. There's nothing wrong with being busy. Time does fly by. On days when it's slow, I spend a lot of time looking at my phone. That didn't happen yesterday. I did work until 5 PM, however, and when I walked out of the store the sun was still above the horizon. This is a good thing.
Biggie's new bed arrived yesterday. As you might expect, he didn't sleep on it. He did walk on it a few times, but that's about it.
Later this morning, I'm going to head to my neighborhood Giant supermarket. I need olives, as well as a few other sundry items. There is one large chore planned for today. I want to wash down the kitchen ceiling. Prep work prior to painting. It's going to be the same color as the rest of my ceilings, Garden Rose White. That's a nice way of saying that it's going to be a shade of white. Here's a hint for you wannabe ceiling painters: a touch of tint softens the harshness of pure white. You want a creamy white. Pure white is sterile color. This is what mine looks like.