Just got an email from Betty...seems Carol hurt her hand last night, and may not be able to play tomorrow, so Betty may have us sightreading at Fest tomorrow. Someone just shoot me now. Maybe it will rain enough tomorrow we can't play, that's a bright thought.
I have managed to not accomplish anything productive today, except the lace shawl pattern I'm designing counts, and I am quite happy about this. Ah, the joy of the absent boss!