I'm OK--brother has left to go home and I've been restoring the house to normal (moving all my stuff back into my bedroom, washing linens, packing away spare bed, etc....)
Plus I just got a corrected statement from my finance guys so my last year's taxes need to be amended and refiled. So if you hear the sound of cursing in the west wind (for some of you, southeast for others, I guess), it's me.
And, well...car talk and rock music just isn't really my thing (I know; how did I land on the CT?)
So I've been skimming along without much to say.
I need a chicken fix.