Well, the person doing the medical assessment landed at my door today, too. (We'd not actually TALKED to each other, just a surprise email this morning, I left a telephone message, and then she arrived, minutes after the therapist left.) So, okay, that's over with and the process is moving along. (We're applying for CFI.)

One more thing checked off the list.

I'm off to the post office now if the phone ever stops ringing.

When I get home, I'm moving some firewood around and then taking the rest of the day off (at least until supper).

BTW, finished the Ruth Reichl book a couple nights ago and started reading "Serve It Forth" from M.F.K. Fisher's "The Art of Eating" aloud to Tom before bed. Again, it's a reread for me (but I last read it in the '80s) but new for Tom.

Linn