Everything is fine. I mean, I guess it is: I haven’t seen Vlad or Frank. Camp is shorthanded tomorrow: I have drafted Patrick. After some negotiation, it was agreed he can help in the kitchen.
Patrick can have a mini-vacation! Good idea, though!
I just went out to get the mail and it was a worthless effort. I’d like to just take the whole day so far, line it up against the wall and shoot it.
Just more and more indications of the insidiousness of CFIDS. This is just not a good day. GAH!! 😖