i'm under the bed tonight. mama's moving book shelves and making lots of noise. because she's got the crud that's going around, she moves one thing and then sits down for a bit. still, stuff is happening. it needs to happen. we're all getting tired of the boxes. this weekend is 3 weeks here.
mama told uncle jerry that she thinks she caught the crud because her body is finally letting go after the tension of the past several weeks. there's a demand for some rest and not much critical thought. it's good.
by the way, all of mama's lab work came back in good shape. that's some mighty fine news.