I’m hoping, at least, that today proves not to be manic. My morning run came in at a good time (best but one since 1 May), I had my coffee (we’re out of fruit), showered, joined Morning Prayer at church, held abbreviated public office hours at R&R. Margaret has to take Flora in for another check on her recent dental surgery, so I’m Minke-sitting. I’ve mocked up and sent a wedding bulletin, emailed for more information from yesterday’s baotisand, and in a little while will have a bite of lunch. Perhaps I’ll nap for a few minutes to make up for a short night.