High agreeableness

Yesterday I cut two handkerchiefs and three scent pillows from the inner
skirt. I cancelled our B&B trip, had a very thorough therapy appointment,
and read a bunch of Falling Free (TW child sexual abuse). At work I started
the final backup script, fielded a pile of email, and reworked a section of
the parser paper to flow more naturally and require less backfilling.

Home, sat with P a bit before he left for class, dinner (I’ve been jamming
on a chilli-spiced version of my usual rice-with-stuff, it’s gently warming
and delicious), Flash. P got home, snack, bought the plane tickets for the
Seattle trip, and then we did the crossword, and sleep.