this, not that

I had planned to make several admissions, talk about cheating in it's various forms and set myself straight. In the meantime, a wise man suggested I ride my bike somewhere, which I did, and I got myself straight. I might still talk about it sometime, but not today.

Today is for covering holes for sewer clean outs, shimming support posts, cutting holes in closets for laundry appliances, taking peaches to a dying friend, talking to sisters, reading, patching holes in walls, sorting toys, moving routers, walking dogs, making steel cut oats, and yes, biking! Indeed a perfect Sunday without the confession.

"Sunday clears away the rust of the whole week." Joseph Addison

Love, elly