Dreamed of our cottage near Sackville.
For dinner I made fettucine alfredo, as well as some spaghetti for Moira, because she's running in the marathon tomorrow.
It turns out my drama course has been cancelled because too few people registered. Rats. [But its cancellation allowed me to register in the opera course, and I'm still in the Toronto City Opera 15 years later!]
Everyone's pretty well worn out.
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