Kept comin' up with love, but it's so slashed and torn

[rolanni]

Wednesday. Dim and chilly. The weatherbeans say it will be MUCH COOLER (caps original) than yesterday, with rain.

Went to bed late-ish last night, and slept in this morning.

Breakfast was oatmeal, semi-sweet bits, and almond butter. Drinking my second cup of tea. Lunch will ... depend on details surrounding the arrival of the dishwasher, the window of delivery being between noon and 2.

After I finish this letter to the internets, I expect I'll be doing dishes, putting them away and clearing the counter over the dishwasher. I will be very interested to see how they're gonna get the dishwasher installed. It is a very tiny kitchen. OTOH, there's a dishwasher right there, so the concept is proven. One of the things I always look forward to in these scenarios is the opportunity to learn new words.

Last night after I came home from needlework, I colored for a bit, and listened to Sea Wrack and Changewind, by Sharon Lee, narrated by Alex Picard. Good stories. Good narration. Five stars and a chocolate brownie to author and narrator.

In addition to clearing the work area, I need to call -- Agren, I guess -- to see if they can send a guy to look at the fridge, which persists in not making ice. Also, I need to explore setting up a Zelle? account.

Well. That's looking like a busy day right there.

What's your day looking like?

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Today's blog post title brought to you by Queen and David Bowie, "Under Pressure"