...like yesterday, I decided vacuuming the cars was more important than finishing a few chapters.
...like yesterday, do laundry instead of finish that proposal.
...like yesterday, mop the floors and clean up the dog hair instead of finishing syllabi.
I figured, "It's supposed to get yucky towards labor day, so you can labor then."
Then I remembered Ms. Twiggley's tree and how she allowed everyone in her town to climb up her tree during a time of floods, rain, and winds. I'd likely do the same, accepting cats, bears and neighborhood dogs into my abode. It's my nature (albeit eccentric) and I don't understand why any wouldn't offer shelter to someone else. It's always a great time for a tea party and why not keep everyone dry.
I'm not sure when the weather is supposed to turn; for now, it's time to drop Edem off at the train station, to wish him safe travels, and to hunker down to get some $#@$ done (huge goals for this blustery-predicted Sunday).
And with that, we wait.