The Lawn Guy is here, and I covered the windshield again as well as brought in my door mat. But he hasn’t mowed this side of the complex and he hasn’t blown off any debris, so I don’t know what he’s doing.
I think the light in my kitchen won’t be fixed today, so I’ll work on the pantry tomorrow. My day got stopped early this morning, so it’s just a day. Unngh.
Dinner could consist of another “Just Crack An Egg,” since that seems to be the only way I can fix eggs these days, with every other cooking method packed. I’d rather have a nice meal cooked by someone else.
I’m going to make lasagna, but first, naptime. Jake is getting anxious.
I’ll text Tom and see if he can take Vlad to Your Local Game Store tomorrow evening, since Pat will be at work.