Today was the kind of day where a neighbor texts you asking if Vince is around to help clean up a dead bird. I guess I’m flattered that the first person they thought of was Vince? It was a crazy, hot day – lots of running around, lots of weird logistics and frantic texting, but now it’s bedtime and we are all doing A-OK.
I got acupuncture above my Cupid’s bow for my hamstring injury. huh? I have no idea. She told me to walk around for three minutes and it would realign my chi. Of course. That’s why.
I have my very own N95 mask. Just in case.
A nice text from Jeremy. Though maybe out of the frying pan into the fire.