Instead of the usual tale of how little work I got done on a Saturday, let’s talk about how much work I got done today. Not that much, to tell you the truth. Not nearly enough. More than the usual Saturday output, maybe, but only because I had to.

It wasn’t the dog that distracted me. Titus stayed with me while Tammy and David and Aiden went to a wedding. He’s a good dog and all, and he slept a lot while he was here (and lay around the rest of the time), but he does take some looking after. I wasn’t about to let him go outside alone, but I have to admit that after I explained the boundaries to him, he never crossed them. You can’t ask for much better cooperation than that.

What really kept me from accomplishing more today was the heat. I shouldn’t complain, of course, because while large areas of the country have been suffering from killer heat, we’ve had nearly perfect weather here for the last three weeks. And I mean every day, day after day, the kind of weather people move here for. The real reason housing prices are the highest in the world.

Today was different. The mercury hit triple digits, as the weather guessers like to say. That kind of heat saps the energy, so that no matter how critical it is that you get all your papers in order for the auditor, sitting in front of the box fan is the only way to make life bearable. By the end of the day, both Titus and I were sitting in front of the fan.

Tomorrow will be different. I don’t know if it’ll be this hot again, but it’ll be different because I have no choice except to get all my prep work done. The auditor is coming whether I’m ready or not, and I want to make things as easy for him as possible. If I can anticipate all his questions and have the answers ready, it might reduce the chances that he’ll ask something I don’t want to tell him.

I wish you could have seen Aiden with his new haircut (professionally done) and his wedding outfit. I tried to get a photo of him, but you can’t even see him in the one I took, because the background was too bright. It’s partly my fault because I didn’t get the shot set up right. But everyone was in a hurry to get to the wedding, so there really wasn’t time. Besides, he wasn’t in a mood to give up his pacifier, so you wouldn’t have seen his face anyway. I’ll keep trying, though.