Good morning, all! This has been a self-indulgent weekend and I slept late. Again. Tomorrow, I'm back to a schedule because on May 29, whether I want it or not, I've got jury duty. I do not want it. Having been sequestered on a case, I never want to sit on a jury again.
Well, DR Tomovoz has his bad leg and I have my bad back. Travel travels in threes, they say, so I wonder who's coming down with a physical ailment next? Tommy, get well fast! I have to call an orthopedist tomorrow and set up an appointment. Thank God I still have the Ibuprofen.
DR Danise, we'll keep you company as long as you want us to. As a person who grew up in a house full of ghosts, I'm grateful there have been no signs of my dad hanging around. I think no signs of your mother is a very good thing.
The saga of the guidelines continues, and that's the main objective today. I think today I'll listen to Ponchielli's La Gioconda as I work. The plot is insane but the music is glorious.