Pragmatist
Pragmatist

I can't remember the last time I spent Shabbat in the shul. What with having bronchitis and trying to cough up my lungs for weeks, and then the hole in the fence getting boarded over, well...I can't remember exactly how long it's been.

It was a nice day today. The second in a row. Since the second nice day in a row just happened to be a Saturday, I got up, got dressed, and went. But.  BUT, as I was walking, my back started hurting. I made it to the shul after several stops to rest. Hurt pretty bad during the stand-up times of the service, but managed to stay for the whole service, and the kiddush afterward.

The walk home was not pleasant. When I got back I took two 500 mg gelcaps of Tylenol, and tried to relax in my recliner. I did manage to take a couple short naps, and then a short walk.

Gryffan and I are supposed to take the rest of the boxes in the back room to the storage unit.  I may have to cancel, then beg him later for another use of his time. I may have to cancel, anyway, if I can't find the card with the gate code on it.  Argh!

How did I ever get so disorganized?


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