I'm about halfway through Jeremy Poldark by Winston Graham. I had forgotten how good these novels are, but so far I have only found the first three in e-book format. Grumble. At least I did not have to cook dinner tonight -- it was fend for yourself night. I don't mind that once in a while. The cats, fortunately, have been quiet today -- Mu has been extremely vocal lately, and only shuts up when I am either in bed, or when he gets a can of food. Miss Sophie on the other hand, has been a cuddler all day, wanting up on the usual perch on my shoulder and getting scritched.
Also got part of the laundry beast sorted and ready to go downstairs. As long as I have clean clothing by Wednesday, I'll be happy. Wednesday I am hoping to get down to the Met, and see the exhibition that they are holding on the art of Silla, a Korean kingdom.
I'm still trying to get used to the new routine that I am in for my therapy sessions. There are times when I wake up in the mornings thinking that I have to be at the other treatment centre, and then it hits me that I've changed. Then I can happily turn over and go to sleep.
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