I'm having my supervisor at FISK over for dinner. Long overdue. I asked if she likes fish and she does. So my plan is to spend the day at Itaipú beach and buy some fresh fish from a fisherman who will undoubtedly spread out his catch on the sand for sale.
When the sun gets to be too much I'll come home, take a nap, then get up and prepare dinner.
Ah... qualidade de vida indeed!