Wellnow.
Dishes are done, and I got a few boxes of fragile irems and photo frames sealed and numbered, and written the little Moving ID book. Seven boxes, so far. (Small ones.)
I will have to build book boxes but I don’t think that will be today. My back is telling me it’s had enough punishment.
Tomorrow is a day of rest, and then Monday I’ll get back on it.
The wind is blowing and it’s very ugly out.
Technical difficulties with our Zoom event, but it’s okay for now.
Josie and Sally are texting me about various things, and Tom passed through and said “You have the most boring hobbies of anyone on earth.”
Sally says we are descendants of President John Adams through my father’s father, back to Thomas Adams, the alcoholic, unsuccessful son.