Morning warm-up...

There's nothing like a couple of drop-dead rush short translations to get the blood pumping in the morning (and take one's mind off an imminent medical procedure). A mere 1100 words that were pumped out in... 75 minutes.

Galina has gone off to open the store. We are due in Durango at... 1:30 pm.

Cheers...

Back home...

Winston Churchill is reputed to have said, "There’s nothing quite as exhilarating as being shot at and missed." And while today's procedure was nothing as dramatic, it is now in the past and all would appear to be okay on the health front. I was, in fact, quite impressed with my BP and heart rate during my visit, which normally shoot up about 20% whenever I'm in a doctor's office. Stage fright, I guess.

So, it's two wakeups to departure on Thursday, which means tomorrow will likely be a fairly busy day. I've been adding stuff to my to-do list like a demon the past couple of hours, and it's sort of scary that most of those items really do need to have been done by the time I'm wheels-up on Thursday.

BTW, it turns out the paperwork on our refinance (which was supposed to have occurred about 10 days ago) won't actually be ready until after I've left for Houston, so Galina will have to bring it down to Texas for us to sign them. It turns out someone (appraiser) didn't submit some report when they were supposed to, which just about scuttled the whole affair. I'm sure, however, that said party will want to be paid in full for whatever the heck it was they did do, but I'm not going to dwell on that right now.

I think I'm going to take it easy tonight... rub Galina's feet... watch a little of the lobotomy box.

Cheers...