My friend and I saw a local Drama Group do the Wizard of Oz, this evening. However, I felt queasy. Then, we both left the show. He had a contingency plan for an early escape anyway.
The evening itself was nerve-wracking. Whenever I was at the Chapel, getting ready for Mass, I realised that I forgot to tell the insurers that my new rental property is now occupied. I rushed back home, phoned my neighbours, and she said that I could have that coverage backdated on Monday. My head was so messed up this week.
Now, I plan to stay up. Also doing laundry and using the dishwasher. My brain is fried.
