Thanks everyone for your suggestions about things that are worse than being bored.
A nice night of sleep and a new day and I am back to normal. Or what passes for normal. I was never very “normal”.
Walked some, did laundry, made some origami fish… Went to the beach. Just like yesterday. But mentally, I was fine.
You all know that I am trying to get my heart around moving into the old ladies asylum. This week’s asylum newsletter had this notice.
I think that these might be my kind of people – Fox “news” is relegated times when I would never use the gym.