Tired of having too much fun

We woke this morning with plans to return to Sanibel Island and bike the refuge, but it was not to be.

Feeling tired and weary we opted instead to stay in bed petting and scratching two very affectionate cats.  I think they liked the decision as well.  I know George certainly did.

I guess there really is such a thing as too much of a good thing.  We've been running around and doing so much lately that we both agreed it was time to just sit still for a while.

So instead of biking and sight seeing we went out for lunch, he took the car to be washed while I scoured the aisles of Wal-mart yet again for things needed. 

It feels good to just bang around the house fixing up some simple meals for later tonight, assessing things that need doing....and  then not doing them.

Playing pickleball three times a week seems to be taking its toll on me, especially when followed by ever increasing bike rides.

So today is a slow day of sitting around and catching up on some computer stuff.

I forgot to post the project for next Photoshop Friday, so here is what we'll be playing with:

Long Live the Queen of Sloth Like Living