A day with a doctor's appointment means Geoff and I have to come up with things to wear that are not covered in food spatter, coffee spills and arm pit stains. In this house, articles of such high class are hard to come by these days. I have to admit though, as much as I had to resist the urge to just roll into my car in my dirty sweats (while Geoff kept asking me if I thought the doctor would feel offended if he showed up in a bathrobe) and force myself into this semi-unattractive number that concluded the totality of non-dirty articles left in my closet -- in the end I found it quite amazing to discover what a long shower, talc, some clean clothes and a breath of fresh air can do for one's outlook on life. I am gonna do my best and try to mimic normalcy until life becomes normal again and I'll no longer have to mimic it. Does it sound like a good plan?
And in the spirit of mimicking normalcy, here is a blog post. And after I am done posting this I am gonna go do some laundry.