My boss was pleased to drive me home today. And I got my first feedback of the week; he said he thinks I am a quick learner. We didn't play hangman in ANY of my classes today! (Hangman is the goto when I fail to have enough material.)
The bus to work was infinitely better. Lots of red lights, a better driver, and a seat! I still got off a few blocks early because I worry about missing my stop. And it occurs to me that walking two blocks is probably a good thing.
What's 14 flights of stairs at 13 steps apiece? It's my having a rock hard butt by the next time you see me. Scratch that. By the end of the month probably. Or a heart attack.