I’m content. He worked the museum and froze. I’ll let him tell you all about it. While he was freezing, I did an acre and a half of small things.
I finished the chair. The second side isn’t as good as the first, but it looks vastly better.
I got three loads of laundry done. In between this and that, I mended a favorite cushion, finished decorating the tree while breaking only one ball, and worked my way into the start of a rich new-to-me book:" Albert Speer. His Battle with Truth”, by Gitta Sereny. Fascinating stuff, and it adds a new way of seeing to Speer’s highly rated books.
Best of all, today we have tickets to Harry Potter.