I ran out of excuses to take a walk this morning although that hasn't stopped me in ages from continuing my slothful ways. I put on my very non-stylish walking clothes and shoes and appeared in the Glen Den. My husband looked up in astonishment.
"I guess I'm going to see if I can still walk a mile," I said, with very, very little enthusiasm.
I did manage to walk a mile and then some and it was fine. Still, I can definitely tell that I have been neglecting that part of myself for awhile. It was overcast and muggy as hell and I was sweating by the time I got home. The branches you see above are part of a truly beautiful and rather spooky old oak tree just down the road.
I may not be enjoying the high humidity we're experiencing right now but the resurrection fern growing on its gnarled and twisting branches appears to be quite happy.
I decided to walk down to Lloyd Creek, or at least a branch of it. The creek was still and there was some trash floating in it. But, it is water.
I was not displeased.
And it takes far less time than the big oven. Only a few moments to preheat instead of a good chunk of time, and then a few moments to cook. So that's nice. And this morning I used the toast function for my cheese toast and that took about a tenth of the time my old toaster oven took.
I am pleased. I will become more familiar and comfortable with it as time goes on but so far, any problems have been due to user error, not the product itself.
Which I will cook in the air fryer!
"Well, what I want to know is, who changes those diapers?" he asked me.
"Their grandchildren!" I replied, as seriously as I could. The look on his face. He was so horrified.
"Not really," I assured him. And truthfully, that is one task that he will not be assigned. But I do wonder if he thinks of that.