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McKenzie and I had no real plans yesterday -- one of our first and only days off at home together for the foreseeable future -- and it looked like it was just going to be another lazy day off, which is more or less fine, but I do start to hate myself if I spend too much time doing nothing, so every couple of hours, I'd poke at him to see if he wanted to go out or do anything. I went to the gym on my own when I woke up, but after that it was a lot of lounging time. I did squeeze one board game out of Z at lunchtime, but then it was back to bed for some more lazing. But then around 3pm or so I just got sick of doing nothing, sick of having a messy room, sick of all the stuff I was putting off, and I just kind of snapped into action. I recruited Z into helping clean, and a few hours and five loads of laundry later, our room was all clean with everything put away. We moved a dresser to make room for my craft table, and then I moved all my bead stuff into the nook by the window, clearing up the guest room for actual guests again. Z did some work downstairs and got the kitchen looking pretty good. Who knows how long the tidiness will last, but it was like a huge weight lifted when we finished all those chores. And having my crafts in my room is much more convenient than where I had put them -- I'll probably do more now.

Today I'm at work, and then the rest of the month is kind of a whirlwind. Chris will be visiting this weekend, then next weekend I'm visiting Emily, then I work a full week so I have the next week off for Bermuda. Then it gets quiet again for a little while. I like the travel, but the quiet is always welcome when it gets here.

Uh...

You'd think bridge players would know the meaning of the terms "palliative care" and "hospice." But...not so much. A friend of mine from the bridge world was diagnosed with a pretty aggressive cancer a few months back, and recently moved into the palliative care wing of his local hospital, only to then be transferred to the hospice yesterday. His daughter has been posting updates to his Facebook page, and 90% of the responses include the messages "get well soon!" and "I can't wait to see you at the bridge tables again!" Umm...guys...seriously?