AM wakies in the Patio resulted in a fone call to sked an appt, which led to setting up my voicemail finally, which I managed on my own. Then after brekky we practiced VM, and I discovered that the app Greg uses hides messages if you save them there, so you can no longer access them via regular VM. I didn't try the obverse, yet.
Over coffee, we discussed the day and a question brewing in my mind about the church abuse incident, and then I went to finish the letter portion of my writing assignment. Towards the end of the planned hour, a sense of urgency and clarity came, so I easily knocked out the other 10 pages of the project.
Somewhere in there I got and answered an email from the disability rights lawyoo advising us on the church thingie.
As I was about to distribute that and take a legs-up break, Larry the Grab Bar guy arrived to add the one I'd requested to make the recently installed bedside steps safer. Greg worked with him on placement. Larry and I joked as usual but it left a bad taste-- sexist stuff. Microagressions on top of K.
Next I whipped dishes and used,my new hangers to put away a basket of hangables which, tbtg did fit in the closet. The new grab bar and its placement were perfect for the tight working space. I ran a podcast w Sally Yates, which I moved to the LR to finish, where I folded clean items there-- tbtg no more hangables except one!
That one is going to be a test hanging (sounds grim!). It's going to go inside a clear bag, into overflow space where the unused hanger supply lives, in the kennel closet, because the winter stuff is in the back of that, and it's a Christmas vest. I may also hang a slim farmer bag in there, if I find that the best isn't disturbed, in my way, or dirtied up over the dog bed.
Tonight, blues bar!