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Door to my room
So it seems. I feel like I haven't done a thing today.
But as I look around, there is a stack of envelopes with checks in them to pay bills, waiting to go to the post office.
I found an important piece of correspondence that's been missing for three weeks, despite my plowing through every pile of papers in the house.
Before the internet went down, I sent my payment info to the hotel in Saint Rémy for my stay there in the summer. See a slide show of photos from the hotel. I do miss Provence.
Lest I forget Sunday morning -- the News Junky's Dream: the Sunday morning interview shows. Face the Nation is still being preempted by sports stuff so the morning was cut a little short. Football or something.
And I took a nice nap.
That wasn't so bad after all.
See you tomorrow.