The morning was relatively normal, except that my mom's washing machine died yesterday. With a load of Peter's clothes in it, and a tub of water. I hung them dripping on the line.
And my two college kids arrived home today. With laundry.
And we're leaving on a trip on Wednesday, and need to do laundry.
Thankfully, we had our washer in the basement. Adam swapped washers, and laundry commenced again.
Meanwhile, I went to town and had lunch with a friend.
But Philip's car broke down, over and over, on his drive to pick up Anna.
So I changed plans and drove down to pick up Anna and bring her home.
Philip finally limped in rather late.
We are all falling into bed. Phew!