Halfway through the seventh tentacle, now. When I started, it took two days per tentacle; now they're flying off the needles.

I've been holding off on running errands until I had a non-therapy day. As it happened, I finished the errands early enough that I could have made a therapy appointment, had there been one scheduled.

Four over-ripe bananas on top of the fridge meant I could make both banana ice cream and banana bread. Tom will be pleased.