We are making progress.
1:12 a.m.
I had physio at 9:00 a.m., taking Buddy Boy to school with a shitload of props for some presentation. I swear the physio is making my shoulder worse. Either that or the incessant computer use is. I got home again just after 10:00 (I had to fill up the car with gas and lo! what do you think I found in the candy section of the d�panneur? Eat-m0re bars! So I bought one and ate it when I got home. It was wonderful. I started singing like Fred Astaire: Heaven, I�m in heaven!
I did not get the harp part printed out by 11:30 when I had to be back at the university to teach a lesson, nor did I actually leave the house until 11:32, since I promised Little Princess a ride to class and she was slow getting ready and gathering her stuff. I got to my studio ten minutes late, but my student got there a half-hour late! Just as I was typing an email to her, I heard her calling my name in the hallway outside the office.
Once home again, I got back to work, and have been at it all day. I also did a load of laundry, made a fire, and tried to memorize pronouns for my Latin test tomorrow. I fear that it will not go well.
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