When Raymond dropped me off last night, I realized–after he pulled away–that I’d left my purse at the studio in our hurry to leave. I had no keys, no phone, no money. Fortunately Reykjavik is small, so I walked to the Fron, where David lives, borrowed his car keys to drive to the studio and pick up my purse. By the time I got back it was 7:00, which is when we normally leave. Sure am glad we got off early yesterday.
We weren’t called until 10:00 today, and I would be surprised if we worked before lunch time.
