Yesterday was all about going to Montgomery to a neurologist who put me on more medicine and told me, "My mother always said, 'shut up and do what I tell you' and that's what I'm telling you." I didn't like his bedside manner, but hope the meds help.
Dan bought the stuff to put my birdhouse on a pole in the garden at the border with the woods. He pounded the pole into the ground today and we mounted the house. I hope some bluebirds find it.
Ran around this morning, and went to an art talk with my mom at a gallery nearby. Talked with a friend about making jewelry. It was a good day.
