Plans! I had so many plans.
Browsed “getaway” sites on Metro North and LIRR, budgeted and optimized best trip to Long Beach, to start the plage season. Bought groceries for carefully chosen quick-n-efficient cooking, to save time. Did my laundry on Fri – again, to save time, found and packed my colorful beach towel and flip-flops. All that so I have full Sunday to enjoy the sand and the breeze.
Reality: woke up at 7am, as usual, stretched in my smooth-sheet bed, reached for my kindlik(™) and fell into a book by Hilary Mantel Eight Months on Ghazzah Street, with only temporary break for a brunch at 1pm. It is that good!