Good morning, all! I feel better this morning than I did last night when I went to bed. I thought the salad I'd had for dinner was going to be the death of me. I did sleep poorly, though, up and down many times during the night, with peculiar dreams: the last one involved Joshie and Rob Berman, the orchestra reading of WHERE'S CHARLEY?, and a lot of frustration I cannot remember now.
I have to accomplish a few organizational things for this week's recording sessions today, walk down to my pharmacy at Lincoln Center for a prescription, and stop at the market. After that, my day is wide open. I think I'll stop at Staples and pick up a few more storage boxes to ship things to Ohio, come back here and do some tidying before I go back to Season Five of BONES.
I have to think about the TOD.