Cleaning the bedroom. Jess came over, and put saveau and I to work, and it was nigh unto magical what got done.
Several 39-gallon trash bags full. From one room. And still not done.
Barb came back. She is... unsettled.
Won't be finishing the foundation wall forms. Maybe get halfway done.
Spent time with Tony & Kristi tonight, Tony's birthday.
Tomorrow to try and get the boiler hooked up and running, then a quickie haunt crawl and over to the Arkham Asylum for some Cajones time.
Exhausted. Disappointed. Frustrated. Learned a lot about myself this week. Not all of it good. Some of it very good.
Wish I could write more. Too many things blathering through my brain. I'll sort them out after I get back to the apartment.