It's still unseasonably mild, and Marty is trying to convince me to go out this afternoon, to a photography exhibit about Bethlehem. I'm coughing up a storm this morning, so I'm not sure how much energy I have, but it certainly would be nice to see something other than the inside of this house for a few hours.
If I stay home, I can watch the Giants game on TV at one, but if we go out Marty will set up the machine to tape it, which we can watch when we get back (trying to make sure that we don't hear the final score, which takes all the excitement out of it). But I think I will make an effort and see if we can actually get outside and be involved in something that takes my mind off being an invalid.
I had a lot of trouble sleeping last night (not surprising after getting more than ten hours the night before) and around six A.M. I moved myself into the living room, and have been reading and watching TV and playing around on the computer most of the morning. A little while ago Marty tried some dry shampoo on my hair (an aerosol can of some sort of powder that gets brushed through the hair), and he said it definitely looks better. If we are going out, I have to start thinking about getting dressed, as everything takes such a long time.
For awhile the sun was out, but now it's cloudy again.