Good morning, all!
I am up and moving. Slowly, but I am moving. In another five minutes I will put the laundry into the washers. I slept very well and very soundly. I vaguely remember a dream about working at Barnes & Noble and getting things set up for a dinner to which the Obamas were the principal guests. I do remember that the Barnes & Noble manager of the cashiers, with whom I had a very prickly relationship, was supervising the dinner decorations, but little memory beyond that.
So, DEAREST ENEMT, after the good meeting on Friday, is currently in a bit of jeopardy about getting the music prep - fixes to scores and new parts - accomplished, and I am in an emotional tailspin about the current situation. The problem is that if I'm to throw rocks, they should have been thrown in 2002, and the current situation is no one's fault, perhaps an error in judgment that may be okay in two days' time. At any rate it must be resolved this week. Keep them vibes coming!
Once I finish the laundry, I will make a trip to the Village and pay a call on DR Ben and Anthony, who's done some work for me. Following that, I will return home and continue what I need to do for now with DEAREST ENEMY.
Avanti!