I’ve been doing bits and pieces of church stuff here while young persons do some schoolwork and Kathleen sits on the toilet complaining (but not going ...).
James has heated himself a can of soup.
Just finished hanging up the clothes. It has taken my breath away, even with morphine. And I’m also shaky and sweaty.
And now, of course, I have two more loads to wash...sheets and towels. *sigh*
I will see how much I have left after I get the grocks I need and try to buy enough quarters to wash and dry these two loads. But that chore will have to wait until Monday, anyway.
One of the reasons I’m in so much pain is because I didn’t sleep last night. Hopefully, I will make up for it tonight.
And now, I’m going to take my sweaty achy self outside and let the wind dry me off, then I will head for Walmark.
Do you have a Papa Murphy’s pizza place near you?
Too bad there wasn’t a good Miss Piggle-Wiggle cure for Kathleen. Something like, “Who wants ice cream? Kathleen, you can have some as soon as you go in the potty.”