i don't know what it is that makes me all sortsa of dippy and happy to be at home about Halloween, but it never fails. The boys are packed off to school with their costumes, looking forward to school parties and trick-or-treating later, and I'm just as happy as can be. This morning after we put the boys on the bus, I took David out to th front porch to show him the last glimpse of Orion doing a cartwheel. i told him about how Orion is always chasing the Pleiades. I like looking at the morning sky, and talking with David this mrning was especially nice, a very together time, and neither of us really wanted to part and get on with the business of the day.This morning I'm working on updating the library site with the new domain name that the director chose. It'll take another couple days to populate at the server level (i'm so not good witht he patient thing), and I'm pretty pleased with the results. More importantly, the director really likes it and is getting all enthusiastic about other things to put up. Such is my measure of true success when it comes to the medium.
Later this morning I get to go to physical therapy for the elbow. I confess that I'm a little daunted, as I know those therapists are more interested with progress than comfort. (What's up with that? Like they want me to be healthy or something!) Tomorrow I have a LEEP procedure that is frankly scaring the bejeezus out of me. Never mind that it's sasfe, amazingly effective and all that other stuff: being scared has nothing to do with being rational. David is taking the day off, which is wonderful of him, and the boys have the day off from school as a teacher work day (more like not-deal-with-the-late-night-sugar-crankiness day), so mostly it'll be a day of slow-moving schedules, with lazing about.
The Historian: A Novel is an amazing work and I am totally engrossed. Perfectly timed for Halloween reading.
