Today will be laundry and throwing things out.
Yesterday I fell, hard, on the front walkway, so did Katie when she came to rescue me. After recovering our breath we continued on to de Dutch and had brekky. (I had the bacon onions apple cinnamon pannekoek.)
This morning I’m a little stiff, but I essentially landed all my weight on the fat pad of my dowager’s hump and didn’t even bang my head, so here’s to me not twisting as I fell.
Jeff took care of the salting, after. He said the onset of black ice was so subtle it was no surprise I went flying.
Practiced the valentine for muscae song and all six verses of Alexios this morning.
