My wifi (although, more likely, my internet) has been going in and out all morning. I am getting a little weary of network issues.
I am pretty caught up in everything. The laundry is done, the kitchen is clean, the bills are paid. Next week starts a new insurance plan, medicare, Silver Sneakers... so I'll be investigating new swimming options, updating drug stuff, fill prescriptions, etc. But I've done all I can until the first of the month.
I'm now listening to the very last in Amisted Maupin's Tales of the City series. I'm amazed that it has lasted so long. I'm so grateful that Maupin is still alive and was willing to write one more. I read each one in the series, as they came out, and reread them until the next one was released. In the early years, these books shaped much of my thinking about people, about relationships, about differences. So it's with a combination of sadness and nostalgia and joy that I'm listening to the last one. I don't want it to end. My rule will be that I only listen to it before bed so that way I can make it last as long as possible.
I think I'll get up, get dressed, reboot both the modem and the router, make breakfast and do some knitting or reading of the Twitter book - which is really kind of fascinating - until time to leave for the pool.