Last summer we spent a day at this lake, sitting, eating, playing all sorts of catch, reading gossip magazines, taking random photos, trying to guess what that building in the distance was, spraying on buckets of sunscreen and bug spray. It was 90 something degrees and humid. At one point my husband took the kids for a walk around the lake and I didn’t go. I kept our cooler company and stayed put. I remember thinking about nothing, staring at the clouds and zoning out. I’d like to zone out for a living. I could be the VP of zoning out. I could project manage the shit out of zoning out. Hi. I’m the head of the zoning out group. How can I do absolutely nothing for you? sigh.