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Bob Garb was still away and Bob O’Neill was out with a cold. I had little work to do. I spent most of the day on the weekend journal entries.
I brought to work the skirts given to me by Mom Taylor on Saturday and showed them to some of the legal and insurance secretaries on our floor and on the eleventh hour. I didn’t sell any of the skirts, but several people want to give me their measurements and to put in special orders.
Rita is back from a trip and was glad to learn I would be available for work assignments.
I ate lunch at my desk.
Late in the afternoon John Stewart gave me a short contract draft to type.
The weather was foggy and cold all day.
At home I did my exercises.
I prepared and ate dinner and washed dishes, made split pea soup for lunches.
I typed in my journal from 9.30 to 11.30 and after “In Conversation” finished my four-page quota.
I read To the Finland Station by Edmund Wilson an hour.
I went to bed about 1.30.