MONDAY

Got a notice from Little Egg that I needed to send proof of liability insurance. Called Maureen at Groendyke Insurance and she'll send. Called Dr. Sun's office because I have a lesion on the side of my face that hasn't healed for some time. I'll probably need a referral but I'll try to negotiate to have it done vis Zoom. Betty's daughter-in-law, Robyn, texted me to say she wants to get up a theatre party to come to Backstage Bedlam. Great and I hope to see them there.

Collected the things I want to take to rehearsal tonight; I asked Amy, who will pick me up if she minded if I bring my cart to put all the stuff and she was fine with it. I washed, cored, and Stevia-ed my half dozen big apples, and roasted them in the oven. Also prepared my two pounds of carrots, and cooked them in the slow cooker. I have some to pop in the freezer to eat later and some for dinner. 

Made lunch and took it out to the middle to eat. However, the tree guys were trimming and, as I had noticed before, the umbrellaed table where I like to sit isn't there, so I asked one of the guys to put one there. Damn, of course, I have to petition management and one of these days I'll get around to it. Instead, I ate at the pool, which was fine.

Rehearsal was good, but grueling. I didn't get home until 10:15 and, because I can't go directly to bed, I stayed up until--A AGH! 11:15! Here's a rather sloppy pic I took the other night; ten-year-old Harper is singing in that amazing operatic voice of hers:

Slept well, poured my coffee and sat down here to top off this entry--then disaster struck!  I could view the blog, but couldn't get in to post. Had to wait until Asurion opened at 10:00, and walked over. Of course, one of the neat guys over there remedied the situation. It seems that because the damn thing won't use my current email address, if I hit the wrong thing or something, it thinks I should. Oh, well, it's fixed now and I'll relax until the next crises strikes.