Good morning. I’m up. Sounds like someone is awake upstairs, too, which will make it easier to get ready to leave.
Your family is always so busy... it tires me just reading about your collective exploits...
I tried to go back in and nap, but the brain was having nothing to do with it. So now, it’s time to go take that shower and see if anyone notices it’s missing when I’m done.
Then on to Charlie’s letter, and take the trash out and wait for Walmart’s delivery.
(I’m so tired of being cold. I have to go out long about 1300 and warm up every day.)