I just took an unused simmer pot to the community room (paring down again...almost have another truckload for the thrift store!) and the gal told her cohort that it would “aromanate” the entire room...
Because I moved some stuff around, the bedroom looks bigger. I have some stuff to put in the linen closet, and finish putting away the Christmas stuff, but the latter may wait until tomorrow.
I’m feeling the effects of no Ibuprofen, so I have reached my limit for the day. I will try to borrow some because I want to sleep tonight.
Busdaddy’s mother is in the hospital (she’s 86) and is having some problems with her COPD to the extent of having seizures. They had her intubated, but were going to remove it this morning at 0900 EST, and I have heard nothing from him, so I’m thinking his mom is breathing on her own. Good.
Anyway, it looks like another time I get to be the “brick” while someone else falls apart...
Good luck being bricklike!
I’m going to put Kathleen to bed. I’ve made Dog go outside: she was barking at the cats.