It’s going to be a busy day.
Swim, make an appointment to get a hip shot, get hair cut at ten, and go see new eye MD at two thirty. Drag out decent but lightweight good clothes. Lessa is picking me up in her SUV that passed smog at five thirty, and I am going to go hear her speak and eat a free dinner.
Grampa is the brave one. He’s taking Zoe to Chucky Cheese for dinner then coming home to watch a movie. He’s downloaded coupons for this occasion. Personally, I bet they never get to the movie.