Ordinary Saturday here so far. I'm working on a rush transcript request, in my sweats, enjoying the sun streaming in the window, looking out toward the barn every so often to make sure that Winn is still perched on the roof and hasn't fallen to his death. Sometimes I hear a bang when the steel hits the trusses, and my heart drops into my toes, imagining the worst, until I hear movement again and know that he is okay. I'll be so glad when that job is finished.
When the sun goes down, we'll drive to the Hubbell House and have a quiet dinner. Then, for our V-day gift to one another, we bought a massage table. It's perfect, with a face hole and armrests, the whole works. I'm so excited to try it out tonight. I've set up some candles and oils and music...more than you wanted to know, right?
Happy Valentine's Day!