I'm overwhelmed. I have a tendency to attach to things and memories, so throwing the 2 boxes of all my childhood stuff - scrapbooks, pictures, awards, letters - made me sob.
Beerman pulled a shard of glass out of his foot this morning that went through his shoe during the cleanup sometime after I went to bed last night. We're about 3/4 cleared out now, and that's not counting the appliances or bed, the bleaching that needs to happen, and all the putting back of stuff that's strewn around my house. Sigh... More rain is on its way this afternoon.
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