We have events of some-sort or other, every single weekend between now and the end of September.
How is that possible? Well…who knows…it just is.
“It is, what it is. So deal.”
And as I get ready to head to bed, weary from a very long day, it amuses me to think that next weekend I’ll be scurrying around, busy as can be, preparing for a camping trip …so that I can relax.