Good morning, all! I slept late, and I feel great. I remember one dream from last night about the late Mrs Helen Ball, my first, and maybe still the best, boss I worked for after I finished my M.A. She was a wonderful, energetic lady, and I worked on her Miami Universty Library staff for a year, 1970-1971. The memories of the dream are vague now, but I still think of her kindly and with great devotion. I also remember bits of another dream concerning high school bullies, a bus, and the flooding Miami River.
I have little planned today; until the work from EILEEN revs up when Curtis finishes the tech of RICHARD III I am rather aimless. I have no other work, so I need to do something creative around the apartment.
DR TCB, I am sorry to hear of the MRSA return.
DR Ginny, I hope whatever occurs with your family situation is swift and for the best of all.
DR vixmom, I hope the Basement Cleanout goes swiftly.