Sunday, August 30, 2026

What Are We To Do?

My husband went to the Y to swim.  A friend called and she said she made 29 meatballs. (She's Italian.) My son is teaching teens how to drive. And I am doing nothing of any import.

It's Sunday so that means we did the New York Times crossword puzzle in the magazine. It was ridiculously easy, as usual, since these days the-puzzle creators are less intelligent than those who made them in years gone by, so instead of it taking us several hours, off and on, we finished it in under half an hour.

I went in the hot tub. That took 20 minutes. I am considering cleaning my closet and making a pile for Goodwill. I could paint but I'm not in the mood, and once again I wonder what for anyway.

So I'm writing this blog, wondering what people are supposed to do on a Sunday if they are not clergymen, firemen, surgeons, ambulance drivers or new mothers.  I wish people would read this and leave their suggestions, just not the crazy lesbian who I think I finally shook.

1 comment:

  1. Personally, I'm working a 12-hour shift today. Having weekends off is a distant memory. My wife is home quilting and taking a nap. Have you considered getting that pressure canner, and putting up 'splies for the winter?

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