I hardly slept last night. We watched the movie "Amadeus" and perhaps Mozart's music or the story or something disturbed me. I was amazed I stayed awake at meditation this morning. Then I shopped for while, all the time running on fumes. I hope I sleep well tonight. For the first time (we own the movie, so we've seen it a few times) I got why F. Murray Abraham won the Oscar instead of Tom Hulce. I could see that it was Abraham's show, really, and he made it work. Hearing snippets of Don Giovanni, The Marriage of Figaro and The Magic Flute was sublime. What a complete entertainment1
My husband took the dogs to the cabin for a day or two. He was back and forth so many times about going that he nearly drove me crazy. Since we are leaving Thursday to see our daughter, I couldn't imagine why he'd go, when he needed to get a haircut, pack and figure out a few things. But his mind is a deeply mysterious thing, and living with him for four decades has not illuminated it much. He had some kind of call to nature, I guess.
Tomorrow I'm getting my flu and shingles shot. It's time. I don't want to be caught unprepared. At least, this way I'll be caught unprepared about something else.
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