That says it all.
Today I broke the ice, went upstairs and checked out the bedroom closet. No way as bad as I feared. Linens, folded neatly, etc. There is a bunch of stuff to dispose of, but nothing appalling. Once again, the fear of something is always worse than the actual something.
Had a quiet day. I re-read a lot of Lee’s columns today, and that was a very pleasant thing, too.
I’m tired, so I will close, pour my glass of wine and watch some more e.r. while I make supper.
Have a good night, all.
See you tomorrow.
God bless everybody.
Patty