I've got purring gato bookends around me on the couch as it rains, rains, rains outside (as opposed to inside, it's just never good when it rains inside). What a perfect Sunday. Been raining for about three days now, winds up to near 30 mph. Y'all know I'm not complaining, either.
I proclaim today is a day for ... hot tubbing! We'll see if we can't make that wish come true this afternoon -- it's looking promising. After rain abates, looks like it'll be back to 50s next week -- and 62 next Saturday?!
Yesterday I tried out a student clinic for a local massage school -- it was pretty darn good, I was quite pleased.
And, now that it's darktime and sleeptime (didn't feel the time passing there, did you?), I can report the $10 soak in the lovely wooden hot tub was awesome, exactly what one should do on such a blustery day. Esp when followed by a butter-infused choc-chip cookie and cup of tea at a next-door bakery (conveeeenient, no?). This appears to have been a banner weekend for good self-care. There was even productivity interwoven and fun/social things. Yes! Stunning, I agree. In the aftermath, I find myself intrigued by Buffalo stories (the city, not the animal).