I made a little progress on the cleaning last night - got the winter clothes stuffed under the bed in a bag, emptied the clean laundry bin that's been waiting for over a month. At this rate you might be able to see the floor in the bedroom by Saturday evening, which will still seem like a miracle.
The trip to see art was a bit of a bust, at least at the Great Eastern hotel, where the exhibit had closed on Friday! (The Metro got it wrong, which almost made keeping the article pointless.) I was re-reading about the "stories written on blankets one page at a time" and getting sad about what we'd missed. We did see what was left, but it was just drips and drops. Alas.
On the other hand, the sound art exhibit at Kinetica was AWESOME. All of the art was interactive ("Put on a wristband, then touch someone else who's wearing a wristband") and I got to play a theramin! They're having a talk on Wednesday with Martyn Ware (described on the site as "80s pop icon as co-founder of Heaven 17 and The Human League") introducing the artists.
Home and we had a