Which do you want first, the good news or the bad news? The first part of the bad news is that my fibromyalgia is unusually bad today, and I don't know why. My knees in particular are so bad that I literally can't walk more than few steps, can't bend. Maybe the hemp bread I've been eating from the freezer since I was out of other bread. If not that, I don't know what.
I continued working where I left off yesterday, on the pile of stuff I hauled off the shelves at the end of the hall upstairs. Of the books, I kept only a quarter. I packed them in a box with some photos I'd found and some floppies and a nightgown. It was my first box of the day and I was happy and silly and took this picture just for fun.
I didn't know what I would do next.