Busy days. I may not make it today, either. Lots to report when I am here longer.

END OF DAY:

My father used to have advice about travel, but I find it applies to me wherever. There are three parts to every day, he would say: morning, afternoon and evening. You can do something for two parts, in any combination, but you can’t use all three parts, not and keep going the next day. Yes!

This morning I attended a lecture about archiving (I’m still working on my current files and I need all the help I can get). I had very little time to get from the morning event to an afternoon event, a 1 p.m. matinee of a play. I snagged a bag of potato chips to eat in the theatre. In my case, you have to count extra time and energy for getting lost. I’d been to both venues before, more than once, but I still went tin the wrong direction, also more than once.

By the time I got home I had a late lunch or an early dinner, not sure which, rested and watched - a baseball game, what else? The Dodgers beat the Brewers 5-2.. I tell you this as my excuse for not sitting down to blog. I have a lot to blog, too, I’ll make a list.

Speaking of lists, I’m doing quite well with my recent list of fiddlies, thanks to a good-weather delay, some efficient online assistance, and great help from dear neighbours. When I say help I mean, I stood around and watched them work, putting my balcony to bed for the winter. Of course, I have added some new - fresh - items, but I’m making headway. Not with my blogs, though.

Tomorrow is another day.