Gosh. It is Saturday. Again. Every day is Saturday. I feel like Garfield, the cat. After too much time being lazy, it is it difficult to get motivated to get up, and do something.
Oh, we put up the knife racks in the kitchen, and the towel rack in our bathroom, the other day. I forgot all about that. Such excitement should not go unrecorded.
However, we have subsequently regained all of the weight we lost before the plague hit. Well, I have regained the weight, not Ivan, of course. He assures me he will help me by getting out and walking again. Soon. I cannot wait until the end of the month. My back cannot take all of the weight it has to carry. Poor Diana.
Stay happy, stay healthy, stay safe. Wash your hands, and cover your mouth.