A humorous metaphor for a feast or famine sleep schedule: Piccolo A-flat clarinet and Contrabass clarinet duo
I did not go to bed last night. I caught dribs and drabs of sleep but I did not go to bed. Honestly as much of the morning Zoom as I slept through, I should have just skipped it and slept.
So tonight I may just skip worship with Kyiv Friends.
More watching the royals and getting a little bit addicted to soap opera.
Other than that, I made the Braille printer work today for the first time since the #pandemic lockdown. I made tactile art and also explained tactile art to the new coordinator. That part was cool. Tomorrow there are details I still have to clean up a little. It was reassuring when I plugged the printer in and it said something in its Australian accent. It took a couple tries and it only wants to deal with one page at a time so I have to look online for the manual. I also have to slightly correct the existing directions.
Fun times.
I am glad it has not been as hot as promised.
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