Lately I've been better at getting to swimming on Tuesdays than on Thursdays, but this afternoon my ankle started to feel a bit odd--not painful, but just not
right, somehow--and I decided I'd better not exert it, so I've been doing dishes and other exciting things here instead of going out.
Carlos was napping, but he just got up, and I can see I will be called away from the computer shortly to fulfill my position as Cat Worshipper in Chief. It's a tough job, but someone has to do it.
"Job?"
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