Arf, Arf!

As I said last night, this old dog may have learned a new trick: take better care of myself.

The full-bore working I did last week while on medications for a bad case of bronchitis taught me that I am not young any more and that I am doing myself a disservice running like a madman while sick.  I am putting that lesson to the test tonight.

I am registered to watch a show in the theatre at 8:30 p.m. (the only two times are 8:30 and 10:30 p.m. tonight.  It will not play any more this week.)  I am beat and staying up for the show will put me in a bad way, I think.  This dog is going to whimper a bit but stay in the room and rest tonight so that I can better enjoy the rest of the week.  I might be able to see the show in the future.  Or else I will watch it on YouTube.

Here’s a couple of pics of my stateroom.  More tomorrow.  Tomorrow, by the way, is a sea day.

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