I have to run to get ready, run to a new dentist in an unfamiliar part of town, run to the cleaners, run to the store, run to the in laws, would love to slide into the lovely plant and pottery garden centre in Quincy I’ve always wanted to poke about in even though it’s raining and gray. Drive everywhere back and forth, do errands, get a coffee, exercise, prepare and eat my abstinent and measured meals, hit a meeting, get over this cold, run run run oh and finish the housework after a weekend of house guests, an impromptu dinner party and mounds of laundry calling my name from upstairs. Get it all done, for you will be working and commuting for the next three days.
Saw two great plays in Boston yesterday; The Merchant of Venice with F. Murray Abraham and The Grand Inquisitor – Shakespeare and Dostoyevsky-esque entertainments in one day – not bad at all.
Eating out several times this unexpectedly but I refrained from flour, friend, sugar, chocolate, etc. Eyeballed portions, at home, weighed and measures, with nothing in between. I need to live this way to save myself from a death from obesity of mind, body and soul.
