LOTA shipping is complete. We have about three odds-and-ends packages to take care of when Howard gets back from his trip, but everything else is in the mail.
I’m still sick. I started being sick the day before the first shipping. Muscled through on medicine. Slept and lay around for most of the day in between. Then sort of zombie walked my way through today making sure that I did not contaminate any of the shipping crew or packages.
This is where I must sing the praises of my shipping crew. They show up smiling. They work cheerfully. They lend me energy when I have none. They’ve come so often that they know how things work, so I can zombie walk with confidence because they have my back. Had I been a hair or two more sick, I would have called in Janci. She would have come and saved me, even though I know how insanely busy her schedule is this month. Or I maybe I would have just put Kiki in charge, she’s proving to be highly competent. Fortunately its all done.
Then I came home where the kids cleaned up the kitchen, fed me dinner, and sent me to bed.
I am so grateful for the good people who surround me.
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