Here I am. On my one day off before a seven-day work stretch. And it is pouring like mad out there. Why does it have to be on my day off. I still may head out into the rain to buy some new sneakers. Maybe hit the gym. Maybe hit the grocery store. I just hate getting wet and carrying an umbrella.
But I do need new sneakers. And I would like to buy some new sheets for the bed.
I never dislike the rain. I still don't. It fills the reservoirs. Which is a good thing because that
worries some people.
On a side note, I am visiting San Diego at the beginning of August. Bringing along the parents, the sister, and my partner. Any suggestions as to where to stay? A nice B&B centrally located would be nice. I try to avoid the major chain hotels. Or any fancy boutique ones too. Any help would be appreciated. We're taking my dad to the zoo. It's been thirty years since we last visited. Should be fun. Later.