Good morning, all! In about 30 minutes I shall run down to Toyland to drop off some edits, look for a few scores, and stop next door to drop off the NY State Tax info from three years ago. Yesterday I had a long telephone discussion with the estate attorney about selling my third of the property, and that led to an email to my brothers asking if they knew a third party interested in buyng my share before I offered it to another buyer. No response yet from them.
My days are all the same for the nonce: mornings with the Babes, afternoons with the Happy Fella, and evenings on other matters. I am at the moment just a little bit in love and that's frustrating me beyond belief. I'm too old for this crap.