There was a pile of stuff I wanted to get through this weekend, but it just didn’t work out that way. I was too tired. Or, at least, I just wanted to rest.

I get like that sometimes. The motivation isn’t there to keep the nose to the grindstone and get the shit done. The extra shit. The shit I don’t have to get done.

I think a lot of that comes from my mom. She really liked to just sit and relax in her off time. Sometimes. Not all the time. She’d have bursts of energy during her off-time, too, to get the extra stuff done. But there were also the times where she really just wanted to sit and relax. She worked hard. She deserved her time off. She needed it. Craved it.

I get like that, too.

Slept in a bit. Walked the pups in the morning. It was still early enough for it to not be insanely hot, so that was good. Today was pretty damn hot. 93, I think it got. It was 97 the day before? Blech.

Therapy was great. Talked about my family, my teenage years and the time right before I left home to go to college, and then the years that followed. THEN…we went to 99 Ranch together, Liz and I, and we got all the good asian food, plus takeout pho from the our favorite pho place next door. That shit is so good, I can still taste it in my mouth.

Came home. Took a nice, long nap, then woke up to feed the pups, fed myself the rest of my pho, and then went to Ralphs to get the remainder of the groceries we needed for the week.

It was time to walk the pups again by the point, which we did together. And we finished off the night by watching the latest episode of I’ll Be Gone in the Dark, which is the Michelle Macnamara documentary about the Golden State Killer.

I thought a morbid thought, watching that tonight. If anything were to ever happen to me under circumstances of which a documentary could be made of it, there would be an awful lot of content available to do that with all these blogs 😂

They have someone reading Michelle’s writings, and it’s such good stuff. She seems like she was a really awesome person. I’m so sorry that she’s gone.

Also: The Golden State Killer is goddamn terrifying. A true monster.

Great show.

Night!