Today has felt like a Monday.  I slept late (8:00) ... Susan slept later, of course.  I had good intentions of walking or working out at Sanderson, but after coffee and breakfast, I was called by my book to return to the story.  Susan actually did some work on the computer, and I read.  Later this afternoon I went to the grocery store and was inspired to prepare a Mexican dinner.  It was pretty darn good, if I say so myself.  We're trying to find a new, happier series to watch on Netflix, and The Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidt (sp?) looked like a good possibility.  As it turned out, it was just meh.  The search continues.