Must have stepped wrong on my right knee late yesterday afternoon. Woke up in pain a number of times overnight and then at 5 a.m. when I couldn't get back to sleep.

Didn't realize until I went downstairs a second time this morning to get the trash up to the road for pickup that I can barely walk.

Got some organizational stuff done while seated, then went upstairs to find a comfortable (well. less painful) position for the knee and read for awhile.

Since nobody brought me supper (lazy cats) I threw some cauliflower in to roast while I whipped up a cheese sauce. Now I'll take my bum knee and a bowl of ice cream with a fresh peach cut up in it back upstairs.

My handyman is out of commission until at least next Monday. I'll call the electrician tomorrow and see about that end and see if there's anyone else who can help me with the other problem. If not, well, I've got a workaround. Besides I'm pretty much out straight with the pre-PMFF craziness.

I'll look back at this someday and laugh...

Linn