After the storm

They let me out today, or at least that's what it felt like.  I had to go to the medical center for a nadir blood draw and, while I was on the loose I managed some minor retail therapy.  You can always use new art supplies, right?

Youngest Daughter was too ill for work, but is up and about.  Last night was the first night in months that I slept solidly and wasn't worried that the phone would ring or there would be emails and texts to deal with as soon as I woke up.  She was asleep in her bed, I knew she was fine (except for the cold) and the house was calm.

The three of us had dinner together when I returned and played another several hands of gin rummy.  You probably think that's all we ever do.  You would be right, we keep a running tally and play often when YD is here.