On the plus side, I was home to do sunset attunement. *sigh*
I never got a call from dad. Although the rain was steadily oozing northward on the radar and it was overcast, not a drop had fallen, the roads were bone-dry and it seemed fairly bright. I thought there was a chance the concert might squeeze in, and I was sure they hated to have to cancel yet again. So I packed my stuff and drove over to Townsend. But when I got to the Common, there was nothing going on, so I just came home. Maybe dad thought I’d assume they’d cancel based on the facts that there is a flood watch up, we’re supposed to get 2 to 4 inches of rain tonight and they’re calling this storm “a summer Nor’easter.” (What, another one? *wry look*)
It’s July 23!! We really are having A Year Without A Summer. Although, unlike 1816, at least we aren’t having snow and killing frosts.
I did workout early, so my whole night is now clear to continue proofreading and correcting the ARC of Cat the Vamp and work on the covers for Gideon Redoak, among a lot of other tasks on my To-Do list. I already got the LCCN for Cat the Vamp! That’s the last thing I needed. Nice to know that the Library of Congress is doing its job efficiently–they can have all my tax dollars, that’s for sure!
I’ve officially lost 35 pounds now. I feel like I have a lot more than ten pounds to go, though.