After breakfast, we strolled through the Farmer's Market, where I almost bought a totally butter-made banana bread, but let myself be talked out of it on the way out.
I caught up my blog entries for Friday and Saturday, and I napped for a couple of hours.
I met Joe out at Flex, where the pool table had been propped up, so we actually played a few free, fun games. It was an early night, as Joe and I both have to work tomorrow.
When I turned my phone on, I had a voice mail message from my brother, and once home, I had a voice mail from my ex-sister-in-law. Both messages were on the same subject—my parents.