That really loud, contented sigh everyone heard ~5 hours ago was me waking up and realizing that it’s finally Saturday morning and a 3-day weekend. 
At just after noon it’s 73°F and sunny, with a forecasted high of 75. Like FCM, my morning temps have been running in the 50s: I turn the home office space heater on when the day starts, and by lunchtime it’s off and the windows are open. Lately the house has been just warm enough at night that I want the a/c on so I can sleep comfortably with the windows closed (the birds are freaking loud before dawn!), but I don’t expect to need to turn it back on for the next several days. It’ll warm up again on Thursday/Friday.
Lunch is in the oven: today I’ll be having some generic steak hors d’oeuvres. Usually I find this particular store’s generic items to be either too sweet or too salty, but I recently took a chance on these “fiesta steak bite” thingies and they’re pretty tasty! I’m looking forward to them, plus a banana and some apple slices.
Last night I finished The Marvelous Mrs. Maisel on Amazon Prime, and started watching The Big Door Prize on AppleTV+ (I’ve been a fan of Chris O’Dowd since The IT Crowd). I only got two episodes in, but I like it enough to keep going…after a pause, though, because right before I went to bed I learned that S3 of The Parisian Agency (a Parisian family sells high-end real estate) is available on Netflix. Yay! I’ll watch a couple episodes of that while I eat lunch, then spend some time working on my Van Gogh LEGO set.
(Life in the fast lane, bay-bee!! 
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I’m gonna go with “she wasn’t.” Wow.
But shall you be sorted? 
