Yesterday I began the day by coming to work with two different shoes on, although I realized it before anyone else did. I went home and changed them, well, one of them, promptly. One brown, one black. Both slip on shoes, though. I probably shouldn't be telling people this, but it cracked me up.
The rest of the day proceeded in random fashion.
I wrote a story about a new hysterectomy procedure at the local woman's clinic and about a new memorial wall at the hospital. I went to a meeting later about school choice among two local school districts that lasted almost three hours.
Then I ended my day by walking 2.2 miles with Katy in 26-degree weather wearing not enough layers. However, I can once again feel my ears.