Expectorant

Yesterday P helped me figure out wtf to do with L’s draft of our final report for the process mapping project, which included installing Office on my machine for the first time in like ten years, then rearranging the outline to nest things more logically, and now I’m maybe two thirds of the way through the front matter and introduction. L… sent a new copy of the report at the end of the day, which is frustrating since he knew I had made time for editing yesterday. I’ll deal with that when we meet on Monday. The rest of the day went to one on ones, including a work session with my high school mentee J where we submitted her manuscript to an emerging investigators journal. It’s her first paper submission, and I’m really proud of her!

P baked the ma’amoul in the morning, so the house smells delicious. He dropped some of them off at the coffee shop, some with our favorite middle eastern grocery, and the rest are for us. I managed to remember to soak more giant lima beans, so those are ready to shell and split this morning.

Dinner, crossword, Pose, snack, sleep. Long epic dreams about Christmas shopping in bookstores, book tours, mixed mechanical components, cleaning the stove with anxiety, standing in line, small friendly furry creatures, a toy shop that should have been open but claimed to be closed but had the guy inside dazed, tensegrity structures.