ARRGH!!!
Until I had laser surgery on my cataracts, my dishes were often “not cleaned up all that well.” The scar tissue has to be removed from the right lens because my dishes are unexplainably dirty again and I can’t attribute it to anyone else! (Darnit!) ;o]
I thought this would be a productive day but I’m stuck waiting for emails and for people to answer their phones. The stress is horrendous!
Elen, USMC, wandered through and left again, when there was nothing going on except suggestions for ways she could make herself useful.
Patrick is going to take some extraneous kitchen items to Goodwill for me.