Semi- happy here. I am de-crapping the house in anticipation of a yard sale. There are boxes of stuff under beds, in closets, in the eaves, in the shed, in the sun room. When this is over I may have enough money to survive for a year!

Congratulations, Diva.

Word of advice to the kiln users. My niece is a potter but can be slipshod. She once sent me a box of pots - some beautiful, some awful. I couldn't understyand why there was red, sticky paint all over it all. UNTIL, I realized that she had not finished the pot bottoms or covered them with felt. I was bleeding from razor-like cuts all over my hands. SIGH!