I am usually the first up in the house. This morning I could smell breakfast going downstairs when I got up. My husband had told me that he had to be at work early. As I woke my son, he let me know that the debate team was meeting at lunch. And since it's Friday, my husband covers the reference desk through lunch.
So that means that I have almost six hours to myself. I can take a three hour hike and still clean up the kitchen and do a couple loads of laundry. And make pizza dough for dinner.
Or I could write for an hour, not clean the kitchen and still have a hike.
Or I can continue my binge watching of The Gilmore Girls on Netflix and knit.
What to do? Walk up in the hills or in the river bottom?
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