Yesterday was not a good day to work in the attic. A giant mass of cold air merged with a warm front, and our region was covered with severe thunderstorms, possible tornadoes, and severe TV panic all evening. We camped out in our "safe spot" to Andrew's delight. I hardly slept a wink for worrying about all the work I left undone. This morning Momma is a big thundercloud hoping to turn into a tornado that will sweep all this clutter away.
After I get the three-year-old dental checkup out of the way first. Pray for me!