New Routine

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Not an Oxymoron

Pat and I are amazed to be walking around a neighborhood that reminds us of a tropical Sheridan Road (Evanston, Illinois' fancy area, if I remember the street name correctly).

We decided to eat at the clubhouse last night. I signed us in and it was half the cost of hotel meals and still good food. The chef made me the cauliflower in yogurt dish that I love.

There are such glamorous moments here, and then the hardship of not being able to figure out the air-conditioning remotes, so that the room can be set for lower than 24 degrees celcius. We'll figure it out today, as I cannot have such a poor night's sleep again. (I know! Relatively, I should be ashamed to write the previous two sentences, but it *is* all relative, and I'm here to do a job that I need to be awake for.)

Now, I need to shower and blow-dry my hair with one hand, since I must hold the transformer against the outlet with the other, or it falls out....We'll break down and buy a local hairdryer before too long probably.

Being high-maintenance isn't sustainable here, though I'm trying.