Time for checkups, which we postponed last year. Jane laid the law down, so we went. I lucked out. Instead of waiting a week or so, I get, “Can you come in this morning? We had a cancellation.” And then for a clinic item, “In two hours, just catch lunch and scoot over there. ” So that was fairly painless. At the blood test lab I had my glasses. When I got home, after stopping to get gas, I didn’t. I toughed it out with storeboughts for 24 hours and finally located them, between the car door and the driver’s seat post, when a sunbeam just happened to catch them.
We went back on the ice today. And went out to lunch with Joan and OSG and Terri, which was pleasant. I managed to get my feet under me, which was good. I’m not quite back to what I was, which was well-balanced enough to slop about a bit recklessly and easily catch my balance from all sorts of angles, but at least I was feeling solid and secure when minding my manners. My brain is telling me my righthand 3-turn isn’t there, but it actually is: I did it, just to see how badly I’d fall out of it, but no problems. Dunno what’s the matter with my head. Possibly it’s cedar season.
Jane says she counted all of the koi this morning, out from under their winter shelter for a bit, then back under by the time I came outside.