I sat under the full-spectrum light for an hour. I wouldn't have gotten anything like sunlight today outside, because it was raining and foggy all day. P.M. called to say that garden club was canceled for tomorrow, as we're expected to get quite a bit of snow. S.M. called a few minutes later with the same message.
After sitting under the light, I went out and about. I made it to an appointment. I went to the YMCA to try to register for the Friday Night Friends group. They were between computer systems. They said they'd be able to register me on Friday, which seemed to be cutting it a little close. I went to the hairdressers and got my hair cut, dyed, and conditioned. At least that was something I accomplished. I read some of The Arrangement while I was waiting for the color to take.
I e-mailed YMCA-K. to say that I'd tried to register, and asked about the schedule. She e-mailed back to several people, including me, about the schedule. It looks like the fun activities will be in early March, when I'll be watching Glee.
I chatted a little with J.-PA.
Jules wrote that if you abstained from rating a book you read on Goodreads, it counted as a zero-star rating. I went through the books I'd read, all 89 pages, and rated them. I still abstained from rating certain books, in some cases figuring I wouldn't be objective. I rated a book five stars if I really liked it for what it was, whether it was serious non-fiction or fluffy romance. I gave it four stars if I thought it was all right. I don't think I gave any books three stars or less, for fear of being attacked by authors or their sockpuppets or their fans. So my ratings are fairly meaningless, especially compared to my private opinions.