“More-moms”? That would be me, except for not being pregnant currently.
It’s a crummy, humid day here. I’m trying to get the floors mopped ... well, I’m trying to get the floors cleared, so I can get the floors swept, so I can get the floors mopped ...
It was so un-crowded at my parents’ condo!
I’m going to sort through a bunch of paperwork, pitch out anything older than a year, and see if I can compose a little missive to the manager so I can get a bigger place.
Because my medical records list only “CFIDS” and none of the symptoms, I am on my own. So. Equipped with a big red mark on my left arm where I fell into a book case when I lost my balance, and the print-out of symptoms from the CFIDS.org website, I’m going to submit my request once more. Wish me luck.
It’s expected to be breezy today, but not too hot. Still, I don’t want to be out in it much. Gads...June already! EEEP!
Better get crackin'...