whatever else i could ever say about my mother, she IS a hard worker. between the two of us, we not only took care of baby jake, but we did 8 loads of laundry, sorted through well over a dozen boxes, cleaned out the living room closet and hauled at least four contractor bags to the garage and innumerable books to their designated places.
the mother superior has put her impramatur on the kitchen table, so for the foreseeable future, it will stay exactly where it is, because - wise man that he is - even Beloved doesn't want to cross her.
tomorrow we tackle what used to be my son's bedroom, and the attic.
and furthermore, the war must end. blessed be.