Well, we’re getting closer. My voice started to go on Friday, was pretty much gone Saturday but came back more today. Thanks, stomach, for trying to kill me. It’s like a sunburn in your throat, but sleeping upright on the couch a couple of nights was helpful. I think I’ll do it again.
We made a run to Lincoln this morning (I know, no church, but I couldn’t sing anyway) and then worked all day. I think we got a fair amount accomplished in the time allotted. It’s not nearly ready, but the end is in sight. Unfortunately, there is a whole heap of mess back at the old place I need to get to at some point. Aaarrgh. Sorting stuff is not my strong suit.
Talk to you later.