The dryer in my apartment complex has stopped working. I wonder if the new owners are going to balk at fixing it, given that the whole thing Goes Away at the end of the year.
The seasons are changing, the leaves are turning and falling, and for some reason, I can feel it as pressure in my head.
I just dropped judyg's birthday present in the mail. USPS Priority should get it to Boston by Saturday.
Piano lesson is in an hour, after missing last week.