Monday, the alarm clock went off at 6 a.m. I had my eyes closed to the light of day, but I was perfectly ready for my husband to suggest we go for our walk. Instead he asked me something like “what are you doing today?” I was not going to be the one to suggest walking. We didn’t walk.

Later in the day, we talked about it. He mentioned that I didn’t say I wanted to walk. I noted that I was waiting for him to bring it up. Neither of us did, so we didn’t walk. Normally at least one of us will push the walking, and we will both get up and do it.

Monday night I was working. I was up until like 2 a.m. grading papers. When the alarm went off at 6 a.m., I was in the middle of a dream. I am convinced that it is hardest to wake up in the middle of a dream. I did not want to get up. This day hubby actually mentioned the w-word, and I was not that enthused. I may even have said no. Mere minutes later I was more awake, and I conceded. I’ll go walking. It was too late. Hubby was now back on his way to slumber-land. We did not walk. I wasn’t hard to convince (see 4 hours of sleep), and I was back asleep and barely awake when hubby finally did get up and start getting ready for work.

It is now 11 a.m., and I have not done very much more than sleep today. I have had coffee and breakfast, and I am dressed. But my bed is not made, and I have more papers to grade. And I have not exercised or spent time with hubby. I missed an opportunity.

I still plan to ride my bike later today. It isn’t too hot out. Who am I kidding? This summer has pretty much been a bust weather wise. June was cold and wet. July had like two 80-degree days, and the rest barely are making 70. Where is my summer? Of course, last Friday while we were at the races it was so hot, and I was outside in the beating sun that I could feel the sweat trickle down my spine. But I can forget about that very quickly because there haven’t been many of those days.

Oh, and did I tell you I have a tan? Me? It is almost unheard of. Of course my legs are more striped (white, lightly tanned, medium tanned, nice tan, white knee cap, lightly tanned, white strap from shoe, tan, white stripe from shoe, tanned toes). Doesn’t it sound lovely?

Oh, and very cool news was that Friday when we were at the races Steve won his heat race (woohoo!) and came in 7th in the feature. He rocked the heat race. He was a full front stretch away from second place. It was lots of fun to watch.

The camper floor is still being repaired. The old floor has been cut out, and we are all prepared to put the new floor down. And Steve thinks he found the problem. The place with the biggest problem is right where the TV cables are. We suspect the rain is coming down through this hole with the wires and settling in the floor. He is going to go up on top of the camper today and take a look as well as seal that all up. I’m glad he found it. I don’t want to have to repair the floor again.