Tuesday, April 08, 2014  Forty Days of Lent: Day Thirty-Five
Monday did not begin auspiciously.  In fact it was one of those
mornings that felt like my body was in revolt against me, or if
not trying for a coup d'etat, then at least a number of
practical jokes.  I woke up and my jaw was sore - apparently I
slept on my jaw wrong.  Who does that?  Me.  Closing my mouth
properly that morning I felt an ache like I had pulled the
muscle.  Then I managed to knock over a plant with the blanket I
had wrapped around myself.  When it is chilly in the apartment,
I tend to wear the multicolored Mexican blanket I bought in
California (was it  Philadelphia?) even though it makes me look
like Sun Ra.  I stood to get more coffee, wrapped the blanket
around myself, something I've done countless times though this
time I managed to knock a plant over on the floor, spilling the
dirt it needs to live everywhere.  While in the process of
sweeping up the dirt, I knocked over my glass of water, which
meant I had to quickly scramble