Good morning, all! I, too, had a horrible night of sleep, but I am ready to run down to my pharmacy for my monthly meds, fllowing which I will stop at the market for a few necessary items.
My therapy ended last Friday, August 8, so on August 4, I asked my doctor for a renewal. I'm still waiting. It's irritating because the HMO referral dept does not continue from the last period's expiration date, say Aug. 9; no, it begins on whatever day the doctor submits the referral. As a consequence, I'll be lucky for three weeks of therapy in the month I'm given. It's too screwed up, and since I don't have the referral yet in the post, I need to call them this morning, confirm it's in place, abd ask them to fax it to the therapists. Total bullshit.
So, that's my day. Last night, i read the critical notes for the new critical edition of Kiss Me Kate, which has some wonderful scholarship but has one section on a cut number that reveals little knowledge on some of Porter's musical interests or earlier shows. Still, I look forward to the publication of the full score this autumn, I believe.