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Oh! I can use FSA funds to get Orthofeet shoes! But I need to wait until July 1st because I drained my account getting the travel CPAP. I found the ones that I want.

I should get travel French books to study.

Well, hell. I overslept and am not going to make it to my last physical therapy appointment. I kind of want to go back to sleep. Hmm, but I have a 9:00 meeting. Maybe not. So tired.

The dogs and cats are being quiet, although Oliver did parade around a little asking for food. I don’t know where Lily is–upstairs? No, she was in the bathroom. Good. Much cooler.

I talked to my boss about the timing of my trips next year, and she basically said “whenever”. I need to decide when I want to go to New York City and Bermuda. Maybe in the Spring? NYC will get hot in the summer. I’m thinking May 4th-ish? Or mid-May? There’s a cruise on May 15th.

I never mentioned why I started thinking about New Orleans. Their Pride Parade had a krewe called Dolly, and it was people dressed up like Dolly Parton! It sounded like great fun.

The dogs were sensible enough to come inside early. I guess that they have some sense, but sometimes I wonder. I watered the plants outside. They seem to be handling the heat well.

Holy cow, did I get dizzy. Need to drink water.

Got the garbage out. I need to go feed Zara, give everyone except Zara their crunchies, and go to bed.

Note to self: call the vet for Gracie and Zara.