Wednesday, July 01, 2009
Today is the eleventh anniversary of our moving into our house, and the twentieth anniversary of my woo-woo self-marriage ceremony. Huzzah!
I was very bad today and didn't exercise, at least in part because I slept ridiculously late. But I have gotten some writing done -- although I'm not satisfied with it -- and in a few minutes, I'll be headed over to my friend Katharine's house to knit.
Liz and I are both getting bombarded with huge bills for Dad, for things we thought the VA had already handled. I have to make a bunch of phone calls tomorrow.