Came home and slept for four hours. Upon waking up in a puddle of sweat, I realized that the AC had to be turned on, but was too stupified by sleep to be able to recognize that fact until the Missus suggested it.
Drove out to the Missus' folk's house to lounge in their pool. On the way out (45 minute drive) it rained like a bastard, and I hydroplaned a few times.
Drove back home with plans to eat at our favorite mexican restaurant. On the way home, a friend who lives two blocks away invited us over for barbecue. Turns out the restaurant was closed anyway, so we picked up beer and headed over.
Spent a pleasant few hours at friend's house. Much beer-drinking and firework-firing. Got to know some recent acquaintances a little better, but in a good way.
Fished two of our beers out of the cooler, said our goodbyes, and walked home. We're still gasping in relief when we come home and see the floors that we spent the weekend replacing. Ah!