Good morning, all! I have next to nothing to report this morning. The new tenant above me arrived at 5:42 am, walked around for a bit, and I have no idea if he's now sleeping or if he's gone. I would swear that no one's currently living above me, because I hardly ever hear signs of living, but someone certainly comes and goes from the space. I only wish they'd do it between 7am and 11 pm.
I was having a weird dream about checking books out of the library with a retured opera singer - I no longer remember who, possibly Roberta Peters - and Patrice Munsel was one of the librarians! Then the library seemed to becoem Barnes & Noble, and then it was 5:42 and my neighbor woke me up.
Today, a stop at the pharmacy for some meds and a trip to Toyland. That's it.