greygirlbeast (greygirlbeast) wrote,

The Great Sandy Pig

Another hot day yesterday. The heat index made it above 100˚F again before the storms hit. There was a huge one that rattled the mountain all around us. And then the temperature plunged to 76˚F in just a couple of hours. Today, there are more storms on their way. Currently, it's only 83˚F, with the heat index at 90˚F.

No writing yesterday. We drove out to my mother's in Leeds and retrieved most of the boxes we'd taken there, then put them in the storage unit in the Harris Building. I poured sweat. But it's good to be active again.

Today, I need to try and write letters S, T, and U for "The Eldritch Alphabētos."

Last night, after sunset, we drove out to the Riverchase Galleria, where I'd not been since 2002. It was comforting to see that, at least outwardly, it has changed very little since then. Back home, we watched the second episode of Ken Burns' Vietnam series.

Please have a look at the current eBay auctions. My thanks to everyone who's bid.


1:28 p.m.
Tags: 2002, driving, heat, ken burns, leeds, mom, sweat, the eldritch alphabetos, the galleria, the harris building, then vs. now, thunderstorms, too damn many books, vietnam

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