Lost Day
I made an appointment to get my hair cut, finally, on Tuesday morning. It looks pretty bad.
I couldn't find Zara anywhere and was walking around calling her. I finally noticed her on top of the wicker chest in the bedroom. She didn't make a sound.
Napped. And I overslept and lost the afternoon, so I'm going to stay home.
Napped again. Ate dinner. I was reading DW when someone mentioned their COVID booster, so I went online to make an appointment for Sunday. I'm kind of surprised that they're open on Easter. Filled out their consent form. Printed off some German to study. Now I'm feeling dizzy. I'm wondering if I just need to go to bed and get up early and make the quinoa.