Like yesterday, except not quite as hot. On the other hand, my body may be getting used to it and it just didn't seem as hot.

The cats were in and out. Spots likes it outside, where he can keep track of the critters coming and going. And let me know when it's time to feed them all.

Still reading Indulgence in Death, by J. D. Robb. I figure I have about half a dozen unread whodunits lying around.

And the mind candy books I bundled into two cartons for a neighborhood library in New Orleans barely made a dent in the piles and stacks of books.

My next project re: the above library is to go through the computer room. I've got a lot of academic-type books to donate.

This should be a cool task--the computer room has AC.

I have to go out tomorrow to pick up a prescription--I'll try to procure more boxes while I'm out.

But now it's back to Eve Dallas and her search for the mad killers.