Thank you. Six days to the Advent Kitteh!
Tom the Son is coming over this afternoon to discuss final meal plans for Thanksgiving. I should make sure his roommates all have plans; I think they have family in town.
I had an awful time trying to sleep last night, and I have no idea why, for sure, but I think the three-hour nap had something to do with it. It was 2100 before I slept, and then fitfully.
I suspect I will sleep better tonight, but no matter how I feel, I won’t be taking a nap.
Hmpf.
How is your supply of bookmarks? The library actually had some, so I got some for you. No telling how long it will be before I get them mailed, though...I’m not all that great on writing letters, lately.
Charlie called on Thursday to tell me that four (or was it five?) of the residents I knew had passed away in a three-week period. We had that happen there once before, with five people going in as many weeks. He was really upset by it.
Other than that, he sounded good. He said his rent checks had not been cashed since the lockdown in March. I don’t think it was that long, but they can’t even use the laundry room any more. Brand new, and untouched. He’s not a happy person.