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I decided to have Instacart bring me dinner (a turkey sandwich from Wegman’s), plus a few other things: the shopper is done shopping, and everything’s supposed to get here sometime before 6:05pm…time to see how much typing I can do in the next 24 minutes. 
Yesterday’s rehearsal at my friend’s condo went well. Though “rehearsal” is an overstatement: the three of us spent some time brainstorming song ideas, but mostly caught up on each others’ lives (we don’t see each other very often). After a couple hours we went to dinner at a place that’s walking distance from my friend’s condo, and I had two very yummy Wagyu sliders (with cheddar, pickled cucumbers, maple onions, and adobo mayo). I’ll definitely get those again! We’re meeting again on Saturday afternoon, and this time our pianist will be there to actually rehearse with us. 
Today is my first official day of freedom after four years of volunteering! 
I’ve unconfigured the various email clients I was using for my (former) committee’s account, I unsubscribed from the executive committee listserv, and I’ve archived all relevant emails and files. Soooo nice!
Not much else to share at the moment, which is good because the groceries just got delivered (6 minutes early) and I still have some replyin’ to do before I relocate to the LR…
Bailey’s only medium-sized: anything on the table or counters is quite safe. Plus, dogs don’t have the same yeet gene that cats do. 
My favorite is the one with the fence!
I used to do that quite frequently before my bariatric surgery…which is no doubt one of the reasons I wound up needing bariatric surgery! 
My mom would sometimes mix tuna and cream of mushroom soup (+ a can of milk) into the cooked mac-and-cheese; because of the milk, it would need to be nuked for a couple of minutes to make it hot again. I made that several times as an adult. Talk about something that tastes so much better than it sounds!
Thursday, thankfully! I’m also “leaving” work early on Wednesday: I have a voice lesson at 2:45 and the yoga class I want to try is at 5:00, so I figure I’ll just log off at 2:30 and take the rest of the day. I’ll be backfilling the program manager (my boss) while he’s out Wed & Fri, but happily he’s good with me leaving early on Wed.
Yay!!!
I heard some on both Friday and Saturday nights. I expect this week and weekend to be somewhat unbearable. Luckily, the noise doesn’t bother Bailey at all: she’ll only get a little nervous if we’re outside and the folks right behind us have those super loud sparklers.
Never! 
Same here, especially in the evening…and, frankly, I’m relieved. I’m supposed to go to my BFFs: since the pandemic, Husband BFF has gotten really into setting off not-quite-legal stuff in their street and I get nervous every year. I have a bit of a fire phobia (left over from my family’s apartment burning to the ground in '76), plus I’m cleared and not crazy about being around borderline illegal activity. So I’d be happy if he could still grill dinner – as he loves to do – but the storms hit before it gets dark. 
Oh, I’m so sorry! 