I’m on the couch, 7PM, waiting for the start of the Cubs/Brew game. The kids are playing in the back with cars in the sandbox. The neighbors are over, as usual, but that’s not a bad thing. M is off at some party in which women try to sell each other purses. I think. Why do women torture each other so?

Today was decent. The weather is beautiful, summery, with rain and temps cooler by twenty degrees due after midnight. I cut the grass (pleasantly surprised the lawn mower started easily), cut back old growth and overgrown tree branches, and glued two of those scary nail-ridden panels that seem to fall off the house exterior every year back to the house. I’m terrified a kid will fall on them. And I’m trying to worry less lately. Guess I still need to work on that.

This morning I overslept (if you can call waking at 4:45AM oversleeping) and didn’t hit the elliptical before basketball. I lifted weights after hoops and had planned on the home elliptical but skipped it after all the yard work. What did I do after that? I cleaned the kitchen and watched the first thirty minutes of “The Wrestler”.

Maybe I should have worked out. My weight is going up, which is frustrating, although my clothes feel pretty much the same and I can attribute at least most (I hope) of the weight gain to muscle build. Maybe I should pull back on the protein powder. I don’t know.

Oh, I also finished “Eleanor Rigby” tonight. Not bad, some pitch-perfect passages, but elements of a ridiculous plotline leave the book between “ok” and “pretty good”.

Ok, the game is distracting me. More tomorrow, when the rain should keep us inside.