Tuesday morning I jumped the Jeep off of her car, and drove back home to take care of my cats and shower. I wasn't feeling really well, and between that and the fact that I work short days on Tuesdays anyway, I called in sick. A small nap later, and then back to Seattle to help her celebrate. I helped her do some shopping, and also went to Toyland in CapHill so we could each pick up some supplies (not for each other).
Then I went off to my weekly piano lesson. Since I had not done much practicing this week, Mr Henry ran me thru sightreading exercises instead. They were hard work and hard concentration, but fun and effective. I think I'm going to ask that we do those more often, as I can tell that one of my biggest weaknesses is actually being able to read music. I've been memorizing my practice pieces, and then using the printed notes as reminders. If it was text, I would be considered almost illiterate.
Anyway, after the session, I met up with her again, and we went to pick up her friends D & I, and then the four of us went out to eat at the Olive Garden in Northgate.
One concerning thing, as the day passed, my legs got more and more sore and more and more stiff. I know the cause, but if I didn't I would have been very concerned. As it was, I was starting to wish for a cane by the end of the evening.