Dashed Plans, Week Twenty-Five in the New Abnormal
Our best intentions don’t always go according to plan. I had all weekend to work on a project. I planned on spending this weekend, as I have in the past, writing and rewriting to meet a deadline. Lucy, who is my constant companion loves the cooler air and asked to be taken on walks more than usual. Once we were outside she was happy to let the breeze mess up her hair as she sat on the sidewalk.