Because my life is weird....

I woke up at 6:11. Again. Sigh. Even though I didn't have decent sight in the morning (right now it's fabulous, go figure), I worked on an extra announcement from the church about International Women's Day. Then I decided to borrow a new book. After typing "Ballet" into the search box, I selected a very, very, very weird book that - so far - is just about the protagonist as a servant in an aristocratic household that beats and flogs everyone. The book was written around 1901, with the theme eventually morphing into the Russian ballet, where she'll deal with the pain because she's so used to it from all the beatings. Yeah, I'd roll my eyes, too. So I'm still waiting for the tedious parts to fly by.

My fave baby bro sent me links to places in Niagara-on-the-Lake. Despite my visual problems in the morning, I looked over several and like the one that's like in the middle of town, 2 bedrooms, 2 bathrooms, an ornamental pond and waterfall … you know, stuff I like. Let's see what Brian thinks about my choice.

With my stronger sight, I watched a lot of TV tonight: the judge and game shows, Big Bang Theory (in which Amy is conditioning Sheldon to like being around babies!), Young Sheldon, and an introspective epi of The Orville in which Gordon had to examine how to balance his gratitude to the friend who saved his life, sacrificing his freedom in the process, vs helping the friend scuttle a possible peace treaty by blowing up another ship. Using an alien's blood that causes explosions when exposed to oxygen (IIRC). Anyway, I may watch Will & Grace before bed. A bit of hilarity to counter the outer space sadness.