I don’t think I’m going to leave the house today. It’s my rest day, so I’m not running or going to the gym or going to yoga. Wendy didn’t reschedule my lesson, so I’m not going out to her farm. John is going to go tour a studio with the band in about half an hour, and they might go out for a beer or maybe dinner after, and right now, I’m thinking I won’t join them. I have dinner stuff at home. It stopped raining, and I could go for a walk or something, but it’s chilly and I’d have to put shoes on and eh. Outside will be there tomorrow.
I will read my book (I need to finish The Sympathizer by Tuesday night) or watch a movie and have some wine and eat scrambled eggs with broccoli and cauliflower and sausage and cheese. I will be quiet and warm and cozy, and I won’t have to talk to anyone.
I hope I didn’t just jinx myself.