I slept hard. I believe the actual count was six hours without interruption. A record, I believe.
When the alarm rang, I was dreaming of looking at a starry sky with a strange male-type person. A good omen.
The letter to Charlie is done so I’ll take it over to the mailbox and take the trash out on my way.
There are some calls I need to make this morning before I head for my errands, and I’m getting tired of calling AR. But I’ll keep calling until the end of the month and then another letter will go out. I suspect there will be a flurry of activity shortly thereafter, in that small town...;o]
Best wishes on the day!
We have friends of Kathleen’s coming over to make (more) cookies today, so I need to clean up the kitchen.