So I'm off to have laser eye surgery tomorrow to try to fix a chronic eye ishoo. I'll see you when I see you...I hope.
I've been cleaning up a bit for the last couple of days in the vain hope that I won't be tripping over things while I recover. The children, however, seem to be working at cross purposes. In fact, they actually seem quite invested in me tripping over things while I recover. It's understandable, I guess. I did take the television away. They need to entertain themselves somehow.