Pullout
Well, we’ve gotten pretty tired here in Hartselle, AL. And, while the loveseat in our AirBnB is nice and comfortable, it’s not a recliner, and there are no ottomans; we have tried using the barstools, but that gives our knees a problem, because the stools are higher than the loveseat.
So today, for the last regular day of college football, we just pulled out the bed.

Sure, there’s a nice comfortable bed in the bedroom, but no TV. And it took about thirty seconds of effort. I got in all of my workouts this week, so I’m OK with reduced effort, and with watching Alabama play Auburn in a reclining position.
I’m ready to go home. I’m ready to be in my home, to go to my gym, to swim, to ski. I’m ready to go to my church and my meetings – although it’s been nice to see our old friends at Hartselle Hope group. I’m even ready to get on a plane, as long as it’s the right plane π
(as I was typing that, Ethel said “uh…”, and then she said “I think our flight changed”. But it turns out that she was mistaken).
A low energy day. In fact, I’m getting tired of sitting up and typing this.
So I’m getting back on the pullout π