I'm glad family is there to help, Jon. Do you store the furniture somewhere or will you donate or send it off with family? It sounds like a convoluted property with many smallish rooms (and some out-buildings? I know I've seen photos).

Laundry is finished; the washer ran overnight and the dryer ran with just a few things (the rest is hanging to dry) so I now have clean underwear to change into after my shower at the gym. The volume of laundry in the summer is so much less, with t-shirts and shorter pants that it doesn't look like I need to do laundry when in fact I'm running out of undies or my favorite type of socks.

The ex had another of the home-services trades at his house yesterday, this time to seal all of the cracks and crevices that mice, rats, raccoons, whatever, might have been using to get into the attic. Now there is an exit available for anything still up there but they can't get back in. Not sure if it's a Hav-a-heart trap or just a one-way flap of some sort. These workers are having to get into his attic when the outside temperature is 110. They need hazardous duty pay.

Waiting for the allergy medications to kick in before starting my rounds. The house is so stuffy because the doors and windows haven't been open for weeks, maybe house dust is getting me. Or from my few garden and birdbath excursions ragweed drifting up from the creek.