Thursday has arrived. I get to work today, but for only 6 hours. Yesterday was very showery, with rain falling on and off through most of the day. Lots of rain. What they call a soaker. And, in spite of that, I got quite a lot done. Of course, I didn't stay up late the night before binging on TV series that fill time without substance. I find that a lot of the series that air on streaming services tend to dilly dally around the plot rather than get to the point. They present us with a host of side stories featuring peripheral characters that only vaguely touch upon the main storyline.
I took a walk through the Louvre yesterday while I was on my treadmill. Lots of commercials. And it was packed with people. A word to the wise: if you're in Paris and want to go to one of the greatest museums in the world, go early. It opens at 0900. Be there at 0901. As a result, there were only 8 or 9 other people standing in front of the Mona Lisa, rather than the 200 or 300 packing the room later in the day.
And I know there are several readers who desperately wish I'd show a little skin, well, here you are, the real me in all of my naked glory reclining in the tub. Enjoy.