Back to Work

Normally this would be my day off but I have to go back to work. Needless to say, I am not happy. (Except about my new haircut.) I still don’t know when my last day is, end of next week maybe. Since it looks like I’m not going to be eligible for unemployment, another week’s paycheck is not a bad thing. (Seriously, thank you Dept. of Commerce.) The few of us left are still processing paperwork, and packing up all the employee records.

Goal for the day: make a bullet point list of all the positive health effects from singing.

Here’s a street near where I work and near the Seaport. It has a bit of a High Line thing going on (High Line=abandoned railroad tracks that were beautifully overgrow, then taken back by the city and made into a public park).