But I'm doing well. It makes me feel particularly lucky that this week has been a good one - give or take the ominous lack of dissertation work. We learned an overhand stroke today. Everything we've learned thus far has been intended to send the birdie very high into the air to give us all time to aim and hit it. Power serves. Unlike yesterday, I remembered to bring the book for Lindsay to borrow. I was having a flaky day yesterday. There was a meeting to coordinate for the SHOT meeting, and I did a few hours of ITER work (still not the fusion reactor!). Today's journal was rather tedious - it's a quarterly which started back in 1941. After 2 hours, I'm still only up to 1986 for my numbering report. And I remembered to send out invites to my sister's birthday party! Hurray!
I also received an invite to a Smith Alums event next month - the first successfully organized event since I moved to Toronto, at least, that I've had an invite to.
I'm not hogging all the goodness though: rhiannon76 passed her MA exam!