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6:04 p.m.
I was extremely tired yesterday, given that I awoke at 5 a.m. with a sore throat that was still there when I reawoke with my alarm two hours later. I fixed my problems with the bank, which issued me a new debit card (and which meant that I had to completely reset up my online banking, which should not have been necessary), bought groceries and a special bucket so my cleaning lady can wring out the string mop she prefers to use. When I got home, we found that it was the wrong bucket, which means I have to exchange it. Damn.
Yesterday afternoon I taught, went to choir, came home, made a licketysplit supper, went out again to writing group and yawned my way through most of it. As much as I had been looking forward to it, I was just too tired and ill feeling to be really creative, although I did start some pieces that could bear with further working.
Today I still have the sore throat, but I also had Latin, where we finished translating the Daedalus and Icarus story and took up the rest of our homework on the subjunctive. Just reading back what I�ve written here, I realize that this has become a very boring entry and I don�t blame anyone for cutting out early. If you did make it this far, kudos.
I guess that means I�ll cut out early too. Sorry.
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