Since my friend is staying with him, and her daughter's truck broke down, I am alone at home for the first time in two and a half years. It's so wonderful. Slightly scary, too, since I'm on crutches, but I'm wearing the phone and my keys everywhere I go, and hoping that if I need help I'll be able to reach one or the other of them. This being the country, if I set off the car alarm, one of my neighbors will come investigate.
My sprain is improving. I can stand with my weight equally distributed on both legs, and my knee bends 90º, but I'm not quite ready to try walking.
Bag Lady, I'm not willing to share my daily rain with you until I can water my outside plants myself!
I hope the reason I'm amazingly tired is that my body is busy healing.