I know that there is a class every day at 5:30 pm at the yoga studio. I showed up thinking I was going to flow tonight, after a trying day at the temp job, and discovered the schedule changed since Tuesday. So I went to intermediate vinyasa.
I think I left a gallon of water behind, but I feel good. Well, except for my rubbery legs, sore knees and gimpy arms, but, good.
Temp job is simple — sit reading a book until six or seven lines ring, then try to say everyone’s name correctly, route the calls quickly, and remember the magic sequence to page people. There are people in this world who have too many consonants in their name for anyone’s good.
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