When expectations are exceeded and hopes increase so does fear. Slow and steady wins the race ... so my father says, so my nursery rhyme says, so other people say. I guess baby steps from "What about Bob?" really isn’t something to be laughed at, too much.
The orange county fair fell through; I'll have to wait for next year. I had a free Saturday so I cleaned the house, which after a month in Peru and a month out of the house desperately needed it. Sometimes I think about complaining that my unemployed father and sister don't clean and leave it for me, but really it isn't too difficult, just not the most fun thing to do. I actually got the mop out and swabbed the hardwood floors.
Now if I can just get around to folding my laundry.
My bike is finally done with repairs, and I pick it up tomorrow. Happily, that leaves me with one month of consistent riding until school starts up and I'll only be able to go on weekends.
Late Saturday I also had the time to put together a little packet of photos we took at a church activity. With two dollars from all that participated, it covered light rental and I'm pleased with the outcome. Check out the photos and let me know what you think.
