Well, isn't this just dandy

That son of a basketball never came for the bed. And the momentum? Yeah, that's right. It went down the tubes. "Oh, buck up, Lani. Get over yourself." OK. But that was still a bummer. Thank goodness Dan was here, he took all the junk that was in the bed out to the garage so I can toss it into the garbage. (Yes, the garage that just got cleaned out last week.)

When I realized that my momentum had come to a stall, I called Susan over. She just left and I'm feeling all bucked up again. Says she'll do any and everything I want except heavy lifting. Her house is organized and de-cluttered to the nth degree and she wants to get working on a new project. Wow, what luck for me.

Now I just need to start prioritizing. That's pretty hard when EVERYthing is feeling like it should be at the top of the list. Anyway, I'm feeling pretty good now that I got some of my energy back.