Sacked out spaniel--going to the vet wore him out! |
After I escaped from the doctor's office--without having seen a doctor in the hour+ I was there, ah modern medicine!--I checked in with Todd and made the decision NOT to do ACRE next year. I am going to stick to my guns and try to make the business work with primarily a web interface between me and the galleries I serve. We shall see.
The afternoon was spent at the vet with all three dogs. What possesses me to schedule their appointments like that? I always think it will be easier to take them all at once and get it over with, but who am I kidding? An old slow spaniel at one and and a bouncy Irish wolfhound at the other. Oh, and the shepherd-basset hound who hides under my chair (and my skirt) trying to escape the vet tech's notice. It felt like we were there hours because, well, we were! But they are all fine--even Baxter--and I get to do it again on Thursday with the cats!
Tonight the call went out for emerging artists (students 18 and under) to apply for A Fair of the Art. We just reached a midpoint in the established artist section. I really hope we get a big push before the end of the week.
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Hemoglobin A1C.
That's it! The A1C (not that I would ever doubt you as you ARE a physician.)
I didn't even accomplish three things. went to the bank, visited my friend, and then it rained. rain is like tripping my breaker. nothing else after that.
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