And I won an auction on ebay! Which is great, except that I flat out do not remember bidding. Seriously. I know that I was looking for drawstring linen pants but I absolutely do not remember bidding. But somewhere in the bowels of the US postal system, there are a pair of such pants winging their way to me via express delivery. I decided that rather than go to all the trouble of denying that I'd done this or backing out of the deal, I'll just pay the freight on this one. Sheesh. Oh, and I still CANNOT FIND my large cutting board. After four days of looking for it. How the HELL does one lose a cutting board in this tiny house? This brain fog is as thick as 80's era fog-machine enhanced arena rock concert.
By this time on Thursday am, I will be in pre-op. I'm nervous and will be glad to get this over with.
Take good care of yourself. Be kind to others. Sing a different tune.