Yesterday at work nothing happened. I'm guessing it'll go down Wednesday. Today I'm off working in our location near Reading so I get a free ride stress-wise. I slept much better last night (this night?) than I did the night before but I can tell my back is a knotted up wreck. Beforehand I'm going to try to hit the physio clinic at the hospital and see if I can actually get through the intake appointment before I need to catch a train.
I'm reading "House of Mirth" and enjoying it a lot.
Last night I went and saw Jordi Savall perform at a concert in honor of the 125th anniversary of the Spanish trade mission in London and it was GREAT. He's quite a performer, the best in the world, I think. Sunday I saw a lovely puppet show that I need to write up and then went to Drink Shop Do for afternoon tea. I loved it and want to have a pre-birthday thing there on June 20th now.
And now off the couch and down to the hospital. My ankle did its painful thing yesterday while I was getting on a bus so I'd like that to go away now, please.
