Quiet evening

I’m having something I haven’t had in a long time: A quiet evening at home.

Part of me wants to go over to Miami and get a picture of the Coleman Theatre’s newly restored sign, but another part of me just wants to take a nap. I was up until 5 a.m., putting the Trip Guide on a CD to send to the printer and finishing up a couple of other Route 66 projects I’d been putting off, so I think maybe I’ll just curl up and read, do a little housecleaning, and take it easy for the rest of the evening.

It’s nice to have the option of spending an evening doing nothing after going hell-for-leather all spring on one project after another. If Scout hadn’t pulled all the stuffing out of the papasan pad, I’d park myself there all night.

Come to think of it, Pier One has papasan pads on sale for $29 apiece. Maybe I’ll dash over to Utica Square and pick one up. I could grab some spaghetti carbonara at The Olive Garden for dinner while I’m at it.

Emily