the athenaeum party was lovely. i'd been to the doctor at 5:25 for my son, which is why i was late and got my "lost" tour. then, at the end of the guided tour, there was this text from my daughter: "when are you coming home? i have a problem with my ankle."
time to go!
still, the athenaeum is a lovely, intriguing, mysterious place.
joy to you.