Errands became one errand, a slew of apologies, and a madcap re-working of the June budget. Again, for the umpteenth month in a row, hubby did not pay even one cent of the small amount that he should be able to pay each month. But in the fun part of the day legs feel better, sun is shining, good books are nurturing me, good music is playing, and hope springeth eternal (or something like that).
It is time for a walk in the perfect temperature and for leg exercises.
Bach is not noise, Madam. (Robert, in Two's Company)