Evening in Missoula tea

 close to SEVEN hours of sleep I think, 5.5 and then at least another 1.5


Thank you to the friend who upped my supply of evening in Missoula tea which she now sometimes comes over to drink latish on Sunday evenings. Visits always include entertaining moments. Last night after a good chat Ihad to kick her out so I could go run bedding through dryer and change sheets before bed.


Clean sheets are glorious. Probably I do not want to look back to see for sure how long it has been since I changed my sheets. This would fall in the category of my therapist saying I am better off about managing pandemic ennui than some of her clients. I aspire to do better.


Other than that today i am learning new email stuff because of a volunteer gig. I am supposed to be able to figure it out with screen reader but gig is reminding me of job skills, voc rehab issues. Being a grownup is such a grand experiment.


And did we mention organizational needs to talk about sexual assault issues, a conversation about Al franken at the last smart blind people Zoom and one woman badly missing another women's discomfort with part of the conversation, topical anniversaries, and ...  Will I get this written up more cogently? stay tuned.

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