Friday 5: Person on the street

Hello and happy, um, Sunday! Last week, my week off from work, was a string of days blurred together by household chores: donate here, donate there, car repairs (which could be their own post), returns, a hair appointment, trips to the gym, and far too much rain. The rain finally stopped and prematurely dumped us into July humidity, three days ahead of schedule. But I didn’t get to go to the beach. I didn’t get to go into Philadelphia to prowl stationery stores. I didn’t even snag a mid-day lemonade. It’s okay. June was still beautiful. WM’s last day of school was Friday and I can finally exhale. I worry all school year about tragedy. I wish I could retire him early. Make that both of us. I’d make a great retired person. Here’s a Sunday treat: a very tardy Friday 5. This week’s theme is Person on the Street, which I am old enough to recall as Man on the Street. What is one lie you tell yourself every day? “You are calm, confident, and capable.” Sometimes I’m two of the three, but I…