Good about the laundry!
I’m so sorry about your loss of sleep. I’m sure Jake was just trying to express his misery at your absence, but golly...he could have chosen someone else!
My Dreamer’s Dictionary is packed and I need it!
The flag is out, waiting for the sun to come over the mesa. One of the neighbors has a flag on his lawn (don’t know how he got permission for it...) and keeps a spotlight on it. A neighbor two doors from him has his by the door (as is mine) but he doesn’t even keep his porchlight on. (This is the guy that made it a point to tell me he was divorced!)
If the guy across the way is home, he’ll put his flag up, soon. No one farther into the complex flies the flag, except the office, and Brian will put that flag up later this morning.
I almost wish I had the fixin’s for a BBQ today. The neighborhood will smell good, for sure!
If you want to tell me your dream, I’ll look it up for you!
I’ve put James’s shoes and a couple of tarps out to dry, but the grass needs to dry before we can spread more things out.
Jake chased a squirrel this morning. Unsuccessfully. The squirrel got on top of the pergola and called Jake a fat loser and made rude gestures.