Monday,
June 1
Looks like another scorcher day—98 this time.
I rushed breakfast a little bit so that I could go jogging before it got really hot. I sort of succeeded—managed to jog for 45 minutes with a few speedups here and there.
I took a quick shower and then Ed and I went to the store. Two kids ended up coming with us and that was too many. I was not very patient and it didn’t help that the store was packed with slow-ass people.
Anyway, we got the stuff that we needed.
After that everyone sat on their butts playing on their phones until
mid-afternoon when I insisted on leaving. We stopped at the house and then went
on to the splashpad where the (supposedly) grown-ups sat on their butts playing
on their phones for another two hours. Gosh-- life must be awful boring for
these people. No matter where they go and what they do, everything looks like
the same 3 by 5-inch rectangle.
Same old cookout for supper.














