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.
Brad says
Are you off for Labor Day? It’s unusual that schools around here wouldn’t be off, but I know the CDC often keeps a different schedule than the older kids do.
Kristi says
“… the end is in sight.” Hooray!!!!!