Kitteh looks like he has a paint brush on his nose!
Good morning.
I’ve been up but I got a piece of email that overwhelmed me, so I’ve been reacting to it in various ways. More later.
Last night, as I was waiting for the room to cool off a little, I remembered that my cousin is coming a week from today. Of all the inconvenient things to have to deal with. It’s almost as bad as when I was given a plane ticket for a flight I didn’t want to make for Christmas.
So I’ll deal with the clutter by packing as much as I can this week. What a pain in the Astor Bar.
I’ll need to get busy soon but I have to wait a bit.
Oh...could you check “yelling” for me? I couldn’t get my daughter to listen to me, as she was sitting on a pile of clutter. Her dad was there, too. DANG! I wish I hadn’t packed that book! GAH! (I bet you do, too!)
“Yell” says “See Screams.” Screams says, “to dream of screaming - or yelling, I guess - yourself is considered a fortunate omen for all that concerns you closely.”
There’s no listing for “daughter” or “deceased ex-husband.”
And good morning! I remember that your cousin was coming. If your cousin is concerned about the pre-moving disarray, he can stick it in his ear.