Owls

I did, in fact, sleep on the recliner last night and it was quite  comfortable.  The only disturbance was Sylvie, who kept coming up on me and trying to lick my face and hair.  Unfortunately, when I got up I discovered my ancient chair was stuck in the fully-reclined position.  It takes up a lot of space like that.  I've been planning on replacing it; guess now I have to.  The air is supposed to be better tomorrow.

I called to schedule an appointment with a vascular specialist to talk about my devastating waves of weakness.  I had been waiting for a month for them to call me, as I was told to do.  So I finally called myself and was able to get an appointment for JANUARY 22, 2024.

Here is a photo of Sylvie looking demure on the chair next to the owl needlepoint I made in the '70s.