Not a lot to say tonight, except to report a very deep tiredness. Tomorrow, I will sleep in, go to Mass, eat a lot of spaghetti, and go watch the cranes flying out on the Platte River near sunset.
I will not walk (much).
I will not do webwork.
I will not pack any boxes.
I will pay bills, do paperwork, do laundry, but that is about it. Sunday was designated a rest day a long time ago, and, by golly, I am going to REST.
Well, as much as I can.