We were forced to leave early due to a phone call from forestcats brother, who called about her mother having a turn for the worse, but by the time we got home, the crisis had passed, and she was more comfortable. Home, we did a few necessary things, like emptying the corral for the arrival of a number of bales of hay for the equines. I also pulled up the last of the carpet's undermat in the front bedroom, and vacuumed the wooden flooring. New carpets tomorrow.
I'm going to embarass myself, tomorrow, at services, as I haven't memorized my chanting of the Haftorah for this date. I just never found enough time to do that; I should have set aside other things, but I felt too stressed (proof: my regained weight...) to sit and study. Oh, well, so I won't chant, but I will read, and if they don't like it, they can tell me so.
So there...I guess.