For my sanity, I need to make plans for the next 10 days and be happy when they get disrupted. Clearly, the biggest plan isn’t even in my hands. Walking is supposed to help jog matters along. I walked around for about a couple of hours yesterday and got home good and tired and… slept! Does sleep counter the good that walking does? It has to be both or none. No regrets.Not big plans, but R is going to take me to Chuch Vegethaiexpress for lunch tomorrow (is Chu Chai open for lunch during the weekend? It matters not, not too much, Chuch isn’t too shabby for S). Perhaps meet a few friends for tea in the afternoon. Sunday… we’ll see.