Kendall is coming over to work his magic on my now defunct kitchen faucet. Anyone who has visited me within the past year will not be surprised. Turning off the drip is a trip.
Roof postponed to the spring. Teeth take priority.

Meantime I am still working full time and able to pay for stuff. Plus I thoroughly enjoy the people I work with. Hilarious tales of weekend dates, car troubles and young people's stuff. Sometimes I feel paid to laugh.

Promised my brother I would continue to eliminate one box of crap per week so that if I die suddenly he won't have to deal with it. He doesn't care that there are antiques in the boxes in the eaves. He says they are headed to the dumpster. heh heh