The Sherab Ling monks are singing and Billy is asleep in the den, on the carpet. Hubby is napping. I am not hearing back about the books so probably not pickable today. The weather is very very warm. I spent the walk with open jacket and no hat nor gloves. And sweated a bit. A good fast walk like I enjoy them when whiskey is not with me. Billy goes fast but whiskey is too old.

Not much is happening nowadays.

Hubby got pay docked again by mistake from HR. We were expecting it.