Oversleep again. Or just wake up, basically. The plummet Christmas-wards continues. Breakfast.
I spend the day doing Shifrin corrections, which takes more time than I thought, with lunch in the middle. And occasional sitting. Halfway through the afternoon someone picks up the unwanted Macbook. As opposed to the wanted one, which I’m writing this on.
The temperature is dropping precipitously.
Then I shower, dress and dash off to the Movements class. Last of the term. And then back again, have stew and watch television.
Not a hugely eventful day, then.