Okay, despite a disgusting night the sun did come out this morning! I feel much better this morning after the proverbial, 'Tomorrow is another day". But holy smokes, what a night...8 hours worth, or something close to an eternity. I was supposed to have my head buzz-cut yesterday because I can't stand the hairs falling out and on everything and everyone. I asked honey to buy a buzzer and a felt hat, or whatever he likes, before he comes home from work. It will add levity to such a gruesome time. The women at the boutique were chock full of appointments...a commentary on all of us with hairs o'flying. Honey was a little undone the first time he saw all the hair in the tub drain. I was too. But truly, briefly, because I knew there was more to come and I had to wrap my brain around that fact.
I am grateful I feel better today. I am almost finished with my present pair of knitted socks. Next are some cotton ones. Tight hug to you.
