Awww...basement squee!
The filing yesterday was more brutal than I expected, and I ended up taking half a morphine at 1530. Eight hours later, I’m still awake. Then napped, then played solitaire, napped, solitaire, nap and here I am.
The naps are not really sleep, as I know it. Just heavy eyelids while my brain raced. When the eyelids got heavy, I would close them for a while...
I’m seeing the bottom of the paperwork to be filed, and that makes me happy. I don’t know if I’ll finish it today or not, because of the laundry. That will be hard on my back, too. But at least the pile is 3/4 gone. YAY!!
I’m impressed that you’re 3/4 of the way through the paperwork.
Do you have a cat around to shred the stuff you don’t keep?