A strangely productive day.

I neither need nor want a dog. But, this cutie was patiently waiting for their human out front of The Asylum this afternoon.

Got lots of little stuff done today. I even, after 50 years, canceled my dead tree subscription to the Washington Post. They were very nice about it. Promised to return $123 to me and actually gave me the “introductory” rate for the online version. For now, I am keeping the dead tree version of the Wall Street Journal. And, since I moved into The Asylum, I have just had the digital version of the NY Times.  

While I was waiting on some work phone calls, I cleaned off my desk and my origami workspace. And, consigned more clothes to the donation bag. 

Went to Barre Class, even the Little Old Lady version is hard on my legs. So, no forced march today. Just a little one-mile stroll. 

My crow buddy showed up just now. I think he is yelling at the crow feather in my pencil holder cup.