I am totally lost, I truly can’t figure out what day of
the week it is. That always happens when
John takes a few days off then goes back to work. So that means it’s Monday, right? (Wednesday, Wednesday, Wednesday, I have to
keep telling myself it’s Wednesday.) 
We had a nice staycation, even if he did work a lot, and
even if the dryer died, and even if I spent a whole day in a drugged stupor
because of spasms in my back. What was
important is that we spent time together.
I enjoyed having him home, but he seriously needs a hobby before he
retires!
A friend of mine ... Who teaches quilting, taught her husband to cut all her pieces for quilts. He was great at it. Loved it. Or he could take up golf ...like my DH does. Thank goodness. Of course he can play all year here.
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