So that was Monday.
I spent the day working mostly on an art therapy book we have in development, switching on occasion to chapters in a gerontological counseling book. Because that’s just how I roll. Despite the nasty weather, which seemed determined to tear my umbrella apart any time I went outside, the day went by rather quickly. I suspect tomorrow will be more of the same.
I started reading Olive Kitteridge this morning, and so far I’m really enjoying it. This evening, I watched an episode of House. And earlier, I learned that, strictly speaking, bears don’t hibernate.
And that’s about as exciting as my day went. How about you?
Apparently, bears can wake up and eat you if you should happen to stumble onto their lair. Or so I’ve learned since moving to the foothills of Alberta. Also, you’re supposed to look to see what kind of bear it is: if it’s a honey bear, you can play dead. If it’s a meat bear, you’re probably already dead.
I defer to Mike Birbiglia on this:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YbsnGVWmI1M