Eight hours of a sand volleyball tournament in true August weather will do that to you.
It was a great day (we came in second place) for a great cause (supporting Down's Syndrome), but I am whooped!
So instead of folding laundry, cleaning bathrooms, or pulling weeds I am laying on the couch with my feet up. And as long as I don't make eye contact with the laundry pile, I can even relax a little...
Tonight's pic represents a well-earned evening of rest. Because the laundry will still be there tomorrow.
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