We're having a baby! (to torture)
More on that, I promise. It's just right now Dad is here with his truck and the unbalanced mind is all about how much can be hauled off and fixed and donated and burned and whatever he says. I am his little worker minion which is why I missed our date yesterday. I figure by tomorrow I won't be able to lift my arms to type. We'll see.
uh oh, the master just awoke. wish me luck.
P.S. I am so very grateful for Dad.