The sun is working on going down, and I’ve ordered nearly $30 of stuff from LaRosa’s. I figure the sun will be mostly down by the time it gets here. Amazing how slow the day can go when you sit there planning your LaRosa’s order for hours.
Thing is, this Tisha B’Av fast hasn’t even left me very hungry. Thirsty, though. The last O’Doul’s is waiting frostily on the kitchen counter for my ministrations.
Immediate wisdom gained: I can survive a fast day. My body is a lot stronger than I thought. Pride. Is one supposed to feel that at the tail end of Tisha B’Av, but I do. Got to be honest with my blog.
Now, to get back to watching Navy NCIS while waiting for the pizza guy.
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