Not a lot has taken place this evening. Roses and I dined together. ‘Nuff said, darlings. We had a splendid time, anyway.
I’ve got an early meeting tomorrow, sadly, so I need to get some sleep and drum some sense into myself tonight. Maybe if I printed out the agenda, at least. Though even that isn’t as straightforward as it looks, because my ‘documents’ and ‘downloads’ folders are all screwed up – that is, they used to be in the order of items added, but when I copied them across from my old computer, they didn’t necessarily come in that order and now there’s no rhyme nor reason and I have to search for stuff. But there we are, these things are matters to work around, not insurmountable problems and I have found them and printed them and it’s not anything more than a first world problem and a minor one at that.
The first thing tomorrow is the Remembrance Day assembly, so I will have to wear Serious Clothes. I can do that. I dress appropriate, when need be,
I need to be out of the house, teeth in and smile painted on, by 8.30 tomorrow and, since I fell asleep after the alarm and woke at disgraceful o’clock today, I prolly should be in bed by now. Tomorrow, I might have something to tell you about – don’t count on it, darlings. I truly don’t know myself.