The minutes from the choir’s Annual General Meeting have gone off by email to the rest of the board, the new mattress was delivered and the bed is made up, a load of light colours is in the dryer, and two weeks’ worth of underwear is hanging up to dry.
Two pairs of LL Bean “boyfriend” (i.e., loose-fitting) jeans, size 12, have been relegated to storage as nearly, but not quite, way too big. I’ll keep them for now; they’re roomy enough to accommodate long-handled underwear but not so large (yet) that they fall off.