All of this looking and doing made us hungry, so the three of us went to Wahaca for a yummy lunch. As we sat, I realized ... I was pretty darned beat. Yeah, I went out and did, but that didn't change the fact that I have a cold, and I'd apparently used up all of my energy for the day. So we called it a night (er, afternoon) and headed back to Putney, where I promptly fell asleep.
Now it's 9:30 and wechsler is over. We've all had the spaghetti and meatballs shadowdaddy made for us, and I think we may be playing some Ticket to Ride in a bit. It's a bit sad to be staying home on a Saturday night, but, you know, with three of the four of us dealing with a cold right now, all in all I think it's not such a bad thing. I mean, hey, at least we've got each other for company, right?