Yesterday was a beautiful day; the sun was shining, it was warm but not hot, and the breeze was gentle.
I argued with myself for a bit: go for a ride, or work? Go for a ride, or work? Go for a ride...
I worked. Max's books still needed to be formatted for the Kindle, and it wasn't going to get done if I went for a ride. I reasoned that I'd get his first two books done, then today would be free for a nice long ride.
And then came the 30 mph winds.
I can ride in wind, but it's no fun, and if it's no fun, what's the point?
I did laundry today instead.
Yes, I'm whining.