The day started out ok. We were supposed to pick up my prescriptions today. A good thing too, since I started to hurt while fixing breakfast this morning. Hooray for pain pills, and finally I was able to move around with no pain, or at least diminished pain. When we got home I ran multiple loads through the washer, then we went to the laundromat to get them dry. Just in time for the rain to start.
So we went to the Tikki Bar for happy hour. After sitting for a while by ourselves, a lady we had met a few days ago joined us with her husband and another couple. Turned out that the husband was the uncle of the young man I worked for in Pagosa Springs, Mark Ziegler. Small world indeed.