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It was 60 degrees in the house when I left. Yes, folks, in the continuing saga of my life, the heater in the downstairs is out again.
And I can't find my tailor's chalk, because the girls cleaned. (A part of me would like to ban them from it. The house would be a wreck but I might be able to find something.) So no clothing for Kaith. Maybe tonight after I check into my new accounting class. We'll see how it goes.
And G-man is still sick, though he apparently slept soundly so maybe he'll do better today.
And I can't find my tailor's chalk, because the girls cleaned. (A part of me would like to ban them from it. The house would be a wreck but I might be able to find something.) So no clothing for Kaith. Maybe tonight after I check into my new accounting class. We'll see how it goes.
And G-man is still sick, though he apparently slept soundly so maybe he'll do better today.