It's Trash Day here in the neighborhood, since trash collection is tomorrow morning. So that's probably all I'll get done this evening -- except somewhere in there, I need to pick up various kitchen staples and more cat litter.
It's not much -- I'm not hiking ten miles one way for clean water, and (so far!) we're not in the middle of a civil war or even an uncivil one. But it's a sudden ramp-up of activity and I would really rather be icing up my bad knee. I've got a leg brace or two, and they're coming out of storage. Awkward things and they work better under a skirt than over dungarees, but it's time and past that I admitted my knee isn't getting any better.
But there's good news: Tam tells me the two end of her collarbone came together yesterday afternoon. She had me tighten up the sling when I got home last night and so far, the bone is staying in place. It's a relief; that's the normal course of healing for such a break but it's not a sure thing.
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