I’ve been mailing out the stickers. You all have nice handwriting.
And as usual, my body has responded to an excess of busy-ness by getting sick. It’s nice weather for it. My plans for the day resemble Merlyn’s from this bit from The Sword in the Stone:
“First I think I shall have a little nap before luncheon, and then I think I shall have a little nap before tea. Then I shall have to think of something I can do before dinner. What shall I do before dinner, Archimedes?”
“Have a little nap, I expect,” said the owl coldly. (p. 133)