What's the matter with me??

I'm being seriously tempted to clean out a closet. Something must be wrong.

(tahnan, it's the one in the hall by the bookcases, so you know how serious this is...)

A pleasant day.

So, I didn't get to the closet. (Sometime soon, though, I think.) I didn't get started before my friend L came over.

L is really my best friend. We were roommates for several years, and have been friends for more than ten years now. She moved south of Boston, and we just don't see much of each other anymore. We hadn't had a day to just hang out in a long time.

She went with me to shop for a "best woman" dress (check your e-mail, bookishfellow and phragmites), and then we went to Wilson Farms (wonderful place for produce & stuff in Lexington, MA), and then came back here and watched the end of the Sox game and then the Ragtime video, and made dinner, and then had what we call a "squeak and squawk" session -- she plays violin and I play viola, at similar levels of incompetence.

It was very, very nice. Must remember to keep in touch with people who matter to me.