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As of Thursday I suddenly had plans to go to Noank on Saturday afternoon and come back this afternoon. That happened, but it took over my head enough that I completely forgot my massage appointment on Friday night. Oops.

Noank was good, except it rained. I can't imagine why it would have done anything else, mind you. At least the air mattress stayed inflated this time. But sleeping on it is rather like sleeping on top of a very large package of hot dogs, because the air goes into long narrow channels. Mom and Dad are going to invest in a real mattress. Their financial guy keeps telling them to spend some money, and that's not what he meant, but they're at least going to give me a twin bed I can actually sleep in when I have to. (I lost the rock-paper-scissors game for the queen-size guest bed with the pillowtop mattress. So I slept on the twin air mattress.)

I need a new massage appointment for sometime soonish, and I would really like to play hooky tomorrow and enjoy the weather. But I most likely won't.