The plan was to get some work done today, since I havenít been at full strength all week. I even had a special Saturday to-do list, but I guess it wasnít meant to be. Or maybe I just didnít want it enough, because I didnít really try very hard. As usual, I found more excuses than reasons to keep going.
Tammy was having a garage sale for a friend who is moving, and I told her Iíd drop by and see how they were doing. David was away helping with the move, so Tammy was doing a lot of the work by herself, without much reward. I stayed a little longer than I planned Ė not that I was any help, but when she had to run from one end of the driveway to the other, it was good to have someone to hand the baby off to.
D.J. and Dakota were at their fatherís house today, but somehow the place was still crawling with little boys. A friend and new neighbor of Tammyís, with three boys almost the same ages as hers, was sitting with her and selling a few items. I had no problem trying to help the moms keep track of the kids, although they do it quite well on their own. I think I had a better time than they did.