On miserable Monday, Lois spent time puking and puking and puking and puking. Sleep flashes like fireflies' light. Gurgle, sputter, nasal flutter; in all, Monday was miserable. Spent spent her vacation being ill, followed by a Tuesday for recovery, cleverly postponing her appointments that day.
Thomas and Marcus installed, what should be, the last support bar in the shower/tub. Cutting through the tile was a bit of a chore, but worst of all ... expansion nuts and Thomas' overuse of glue. Hammering in posts while supporting the rod was a pain in the rear. It was all worth it, now ... the bar, "the Hulk couldn't pull it down", attested Lois.
It was a mostly, then, unremarkable day. The weather -- hinting at fall was pleasant with flecks of browns, golds, and reds in early changing trees.
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