“Remoted” – Day 407 (Tuesday)

It was class day which meant morning makeup in the hope of not scaring the classmates, and logging in early to check emails and deal with a few things first. Now there are a few weeks off from the class as we prepare for our final presentations. The class is Public Speaking, offered through work. We’ve been meeting on Tuesdays from 8:30 to 11:00 for four weeks, and it’s much more stressful than I thought it would be. 

King of the couch.

Later in the day, I listened for the delivery truck with my produce order, and at 4:00, annoyance had marched in on solid footing. That’s when I realized there had not been a delivery yet, nor would there be one, because, despite my attempt at time travel, it was still Tuesday and the produce comes on Wednesdays. That, at least, triggered a chuckle. It would seem there is some eagerness for the week to move along, but there is no clear reason why.

Winston’s new medication regimen is underway. The new food is being integrated into the regular food for the transition period. His neck lumps seemed smaller tonight, but it could be my wishful thinking. Despite the lumps, he is behaving in the Winnie normal way, stretched out as king of the couch. He made his usual cameo appearances in the kitchen when Moose went outside to potty. 

Except for the new and improved layers of stress, it was mostly just another day, even if I didn't know what day is was for half of it.