OK. I don’t know what I did but somehow, I popped a circuit breaker. The day is a little on the gloom and doom side, anyway, so that was a real jolt.
The bathroom is pretty much done, including taking down the shelf and the over-the-tank cupboards, the kitchen is mostly done, and I still have the crock pot and the ice cream maker to pack.
There is a flat tub in the bedroom and the bedding will go into it and will be padding for the Galileo and the storm glass. I had cleaned and refilled the barometer about six weeks ago, being resigned to being #5 for another six months or more, so now I have either empty it, or tape over the spout in order to pack it.
The birds are very silent today, sensing something is up.
Progress! Then I began to get clumsy and realized it was time to quit for sure. So the rest of the day is mine.
You can take the rest of the day when you pry it from my cold, dead fingers.
Seriously, you're welcome to it. I've just got more meetings.