110/365 Kitty Bunk Beds

This was the scene this afternoon. Very ugly, indeed. Lounging around on a somewhat gray afternoon sounds good, but it wasn't to be for EG or me. I was off to a voice lesson - my selfish indulgence. EG was working on script and accompaniment and then gulp drove to school to hand out a rehearsal notice to the kids. 7 rehearsals and then Aladdin. It's time to check that box. And the neuro-opthalmologist promised she'd be ready with a back-up plan if the healing trend ceased or reversed.