Mostly well, anyway. I still have some pain in my wrist, and the incisions are driving me crazy, which probably means they’re healing, but I can work in short stints, resting in between. I’m so close to finishing my revisions–good Lord willin’ and the creek don’t rise, I’ll be done today.
Things are pretty normal around the old homestead–Bernice, the Yorkie, got a haircut yesterday, courtesy of Mary Ann, the trail boss. There was enough hair in that pile to make a whole separate dog, I swear.
Sadie-beagle has figured out that that hunk of Swiss cheese she’s been getting has her pills hidden inside it, and now she’s turning up her nose at it. The horses and cats are in good shape, and the Canadian wrangler is back from vacation, so things are running a lot more smoothly out there in the barn and the pasture.
That’s the news from my kitchen table for this fine, sunny morning.