Work was not so busy; I managed to get a lunch break. I thought I’d sit in the median strip of University Ave and enjoy the spring foliage and flowers on the trees that seemingly appeared over night sometime last week. It was bloody freezing! I shivered in the gusty wind and cars and fumes whizzed by. It was yet another plan that held such promise in my head but, in reality, was nothing like I’d expected. I went back inside and finished my salad in front of the computer, then read more screening mammograms. In the evening we finished the entire season of Grace & Frankie. The half-hour episodes were so short it was too difficult to not stop the next from automatically playing.