Dreamt of choir and showers

Yesterday G was moved back to the ER with internal bleeding. He’s stable-ish now, on transfusions and scheduled for surgery this morning, but we’re all worried.

I finished armhole binding #1 and sewed and pressed the first edge of armhole binding #2. I finished reading Dealing with Dragons (some substantial “not like other girls” misogyny but otherwise darling) and started Searching For Dragons (same).

At work I met with T and gave the update, and we discussed the research directions for how non-experts talk about their own language when resolving ambiguity or confusion. I want to touch base with my humanities friends to see what that’s actually called.

Home, then we went to geagle for urgently needed almond butter, prunes, and lima beans. Home again, dinner, trash, crossword, Legends, snack, sleep. The heat was pretty oppressive. Not a fan. Certain reliable foods are turning dubious.