Out of Time

Today I went to work. Then helped Robin pick up his car with the newly fixed air conditioning. Then went shopping for supper. Then cooked taco soup, including chopping onions. I also snuck spinach in. Then had supper and dessert with my sister. (She brought cookie dough which she bought from someone's fund raiser. We cooked some of it.) Then we watched "The Holiday" while she did some sewing and I did some knitting. Then I drove her home. Then drove back, singing along with a CD of a song I might do at the recital. And now I have seven minutes to write this blog entry.

I did just barely get my 10,000 steps in, which is good for today, but does not begin to make up for yesterday (1,617) or the day before (2340).

I also have caught up enough at work to be able to breathe, by which I mean that the most horrendously urgent things are done. I completed eight hours of work, but only added on two hours of work, so it's nice to come out positive.

And now time is up.

Goodnight!