It seems like several Saturdays since we had one all to ourselves.  What with tending and other stuff we have been doing other stuff then just being us.  In the newspaper Sheila read a story about how to deal with being empty-nesters as if it were a bad thing, but we don't see it that way.  We like it.  I did go into today with a lot on my mind.  I had to be up and get stuff done for Richard and for Charles and other office stuff that needed doing, but I was able to finish all of that by 2 and left the office for the day.  I did some 'pondering' (part of the time with my eyes open) and waited for Sheila to get back from grocery shopping.  Then we actually made it to the temple on the last day of the month before it is closed for 2 weeks.  During the session I heard this coughing and it sounded so familiar.  She had cough drops handed to her and the # 2 lady actually brought her a cup of water.  She did make it through but described the cough as being 'weird' and 'deep'.  Me, I just described it as familiar.  The guy I went through for was born in Chenango, New York in 1805.  I just googled it and it was possible that he heard of Joseph Smith at some point during  his life  (An interesting thought) because they were sorta close, especially to the Susquehanna River area.  Oh, I really broke my Saturday routine by doing the whole shower and shave bit, and not on a Sunday.  Means I can sleep in just a bit in the morning.