Monday, again

... and the household chores are still always with us. Also, America's Next Top Model, social currency of year 8. Also, a harp lesson: in spite of making apparently no progress and not being able to hear the rhythm in a tin drum, one of my exercises is apparently Grade 3 level ("although", the teacher says, lest I get too excited, "you would have to play it faster than this for an actual exam, of course.") Of course, but it's gratifying, none the less.