My monthly trip to the gas station

 

Sunday

I got up at 8:30. I brushed my teeth, did squats in the sun, drank water and later made lemon water and drank that. I listened to several interviews. 

I ate fiber gel. I read outside. It was such a nice day.  I made cheese squares, then made and ate breakfast. I got dressed, and took the cheese squares to church.

 I put the music on the stand up front, assembled trombone, then talked to people. Then I sat through the service, thinking that I could stay awake more easily if I pulled my fingernails out. At the end, we played the hymns. My mouth got so dry I could hardly play, but that never happens on Monday nights.

I talked to people, then went to the gym to turn on the sauna. I went home to change, read e-mail, and get ready for the sauna. I went to the gym where Michelle and Jenni were waiting. I got caught in a conversation. I took the first out to go to the women's room. I wore my bathing suit and sat in the sauna and we talked. After Jenni left, Michelle and I talked a little longer, then got out, showered, dressed – still talking.

Afterward, I went to the gas station but didn't have my credit card. So I went home, pulled the mushrooms out of the oven, took my credit card back to gas station and gassed up. I passed Chris and Michelle and Casey on the way.

When I got home, I unpacked the wet things in my sauna bag. I made supper, ate, and signed in for the game. We chatted, fought, and called it a night at 8:30. Battle to be continued next week.  

I looked for band memes on Pinterest. I posted to my blog, then made tea. We watched TV. I jotted notes for the day. I watched some videos on Facebook about inducing relaxation and sleep, then went to bed.

I looked for band memes on Pinterest. I posted to my blog, then made tea. We watched TV. I jotted notes for the day. I watched some videos on Facebook about inducing relaxation and sleep, then went to bed.