May 28, 1991

I get the phone call I've been expecting.  Just before 9, Sharon calls to report that the air-conditioning is not working.  So much for an uninterrupted morning at home.  What little time I have to myself I spend in the garden.  I spend the afternoon the library looking through and organizing my desk.  I leave at 4 to pick up Andy at daycare.  It's a slow evening, although there are obviously still a few teachers giving homework assignments at this late date, one of them a detective synonym exercise.  That had to come from a defective mind.  JoAnna calls to inform me she's gone to volleyball.