I'm finally back from Hot Springs, and so glad to be home although the house is still full of cut glass, paintings and pictures, china, and silver that should be put away - not to mention that in every room there are extra tables and lamps sitting around at odd places.
My brother-in-law is at home and better; my mother is also at home although I don't really know how she is. No one but the one sister has really been in touch with me at all to bother to tell me about her.
I had a good talk with my best friend, took care of the animals, and worked although not on the computer much at all. My brain is half dead from the long drive and I still haven't unloaded my car (groan...still must do that). But boy, I am glad to be home, no matter how messy, it is home.
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