Started but unfinished: 48, 54,
Three down, three to go. This is what we call progress, kids. And I did yoga today and got groceries and cooked, so you needn't worry that I'm getting scrinchy. I probably could do another chapter tonight, but that seems like possibly a suboptimal idea for hands, shoulders, and brain, so I'm going to read The Steerswoman's Road and do a few house chores and maybe talk to my mom. And sit in the same room as some Twins playoff ball, which is as close as I get to watching it on TV.
Tomorrow I'm having lunch with C.J. and then picking up
Except I think I will finish by the time we celebrate C.J.'s birthday on Friday. But that, too, is quite all right.
(Edited to fix "/s" markup.)