Didn't get over to contra dancing at MIT tonight, as I had hoped. oh well... maybe at the VFW soon; this Thursday is out (rehearsal) but the following one could conceivably work (ooh, and I'm taking that Friday off to go to Albacon; that could be a plan).
Anyway. The reason I didn't go was partly that I had house stuff I've been wanting to do, and partly that I'm not feeling all that well (could just be attributable to tiredness) and thought I might as well not both exhaust myself and infect others if I *am* harboring anything. So instead, changed the sheets, cooked some actual dinner, did laundry, bought groceries, sorted deposit bottles and took some back, pulled a box of books off the shelf to
donate to
skreeky (not that it made any visible dent).
Next: put laundry away, drink tea, pay bills, floss, try to fix the halogen lamp, and, I think, early to bed (tomorrow being early-to-rise). Some other time: my Rosh Hashanah musings. And, as usual, the dishes.