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I have to return something I ordered for Scott for Christmas because they shipped me the wrong item. I'm cranky about that because I'm not convinced that they actually have the right item. It's been hard to find for a while.

Mom has received our signed letters, so she'll be going forward with things over the next few days. I'm hoping that the management company will decide that we don't need to go to court once they see that I have an attorney and that I'm not going to run out of money to pay her.

Social Security has sent me a short form to fill out as a review of my status with them. I read the instructions last night but didn't completely understand them. They're asking about the last two years but only gave three lines for me to list medical appointments I've had. I need to figure out if they only care about the most recent three (hands, persistent cough, bronchitis) or if I need to attach a supplemental list. The latter makes more sense to me, but the ways of bureaucracy are mysterious.

At least I can honestly say that I've discussed going back to work with my doctor and that she's said it's a terrible idea.

Scott is working today. He'll be off tomorrow and then will start working 2nd shift on Monday. He and I still haven't quite worked out the scheduling logistics. I know that that really needs to wait until we see how late he gets home and how long it takes him to wind down, shower, and get to bed.

I suspect that the best sleeping schedule I'm going to get out of it will be bed between 1 and 2 a.m., up at 5:45 a.m., back to bed at 7 a.m., up for the day at noon. I may need to take something at 7 a.m. in order to go back to sleep as it can take me two plus hours to fall asleep again at that point. I kept a similar schedule during the first couple of years after I stopped working, but that was before Cordelia, and I don't know if my body will cooperate now.

I'm having a friend over for a couple of hours today for a scheduled at the last minute write-in. She's going to work on her Yuletide sign up; I'm going to try to get one of my UCon games ready to go. If I manage that by the end of the weekend, I'll probably sign up for Yuletide. I'm not holding my breath that it will happen, though.

Today is, hopefully, the last day that Cordelia's friend and her brother will be on their own. We've been checking up on them, but I've worried that they wouldn't tell us if they needed something they see as small. They live close to a grocery store and have money, so things like needing fresh milk or what-have-you aren't likely to be difficult for them to deal with.

Their parents are due back around midnight tonight. They're returning from a funeral in Pakistan, and I worry about the bit where they're coming back into the US. They're both US citizens, but I don't trust the way that such things are currently handled and fear they may have trouble due to traveling while Muslim.

Is it entirely paranoid that I kind of want to have the kids here tonight, just in case their parents do run into trouble? I don't want to explain why to the kids since it all might be fine (although it may well be a thing they're worried about, so I suppose the real question is whether or not they see the potential benefit).

Maybe pizza and movies for them and Cordelia? They live across the street from a library branch and could pick out some DVDs to bring. They're also only a short bus ride from here and could manage that part of things without needing me or Scott. It's even a reasonable walk in good weather.

We got the LTD stuff printed, signed, and mailed yesterday. It got complicated because of some incompatibility between the documents, the ancient version of Word we have, and our printer. I ended up having to C&P all of the documents into Pages in order to fix the problem.

Basically, it was all good until I edited the dates to replace the '__' my mother had put in for the day of the month. At that point, for reasons beyond my understanding all of the margins became ridiculous and unfixable. The printer kept informing me that some of the text was going to be off the edge of the page. I reset the margins to 1.0" on all sides, and the result still lost words off the edge on both sides of the page and off the bottom. When I let the printer set the margins, it went with a narrow column of text with 2.5" margins on the right and the left and 6.5" margins on the bottoms of the page. It looked ridiculous and turned 7 page document into a 20 page one.

My mother apparently wrote everything in Libre Office but saved it in Word format. The most recent version of Word on my laptop is 2015. I think the only thing I lost in the C&P was the page numbers, and that was mostly because I didn't think about adding them back in to the Pages version.

Scott took all of the signed documents to the post office and paid for fast delivery. I'm not sure if he went for next day or what.

We had a game session last night for Scott's Firefly game. I was feeling sufficiently better to be able to stay upright through the whole thing (knowing that bed wasn't far away helped because I could have gone to lie down any time I needed to). We really wanted to get a session in before Scott starts working 2nd shift. We discussed options for weekend sessions, but I don't see one of those happening before UCon.

We are hoping, though, to have some gatherings with parts of the group so that various members can review the board games they'll be running. I'm running a co-op board game with rules that can be adjusted in difficulty, and I need to remind myself of which rules apply at each level. I'm probably running it on Sunday, and I'm going to be brain fried, so review can only help.

Scott's running five or six board games. He doesn't need to review all of them, but he's got some supplementary material for Flashpoint that he hasn't tried before. He wants to get a feel for how that plays before the convention. I think at least one of the other games is a thing he's never had a chance to play.

I haven't started pulling together words for my UCon table top rpg scenarios. One of them is using characters and a setting that I used last year. I think that getting that one ready to go will be straightforward because it's mainly a matter of updating the characters to allow for in-game-world time having passed. I don't have a firm plot for it yet, but I think that updating the characters will give me one.

The other scenario will be harder because the characters are still squishy in my head and have a lot of details that I'd like to let the players decide. I have to decide how many factions I'll have (I have no idea how many players I'll get, so I'm going to have to be flexible). I think I need to start with a timeline for the backstory which is a real world alternate history going back about 300 years. I want to keep it close to our history, but having it completely unchanged for that long doesn't make sense when I'm throwing in a tiny and widely scattered population with inheritable superpowers. Most of them have been trying hard not to be noticed, but three centuries is a long time, and the widely scattered part means a lot of people making decisions in isolation.

I'm considering asking a couple of people if they'd be interested in a write-in this weekend as I think that might help me focus. Scott will be working on Saturday, and he and Cordelia will be doing a choir fundraiser most of Sunday (leaf raking with Scott driving). There are two people I can invite even on short notice who might be able to attend. If I get even one person, it would help me focus.

I'll invite our niece, too, but she's very busy with her school related stuff, so I don't expect she'd be able to attend. I wouldn't mind her coming and studying her AP whatever, but her driving down here to do it would waste an hour of her weekend.

Scott will be working from 1 to 7 today. It's vacation coverage. He and the other person who could be pulled in for the shift decided to split it rather than have either of them work the entire 12+ hours. The current plan is for Scott to get the house ready for me to give out candy this evening-- Our front steps are small enough that opening the screen door risks knocking people off, so he's going to slide up the middle panel of the door to let me hold the bowl out through the door. I'm not sure if he's going to do a jack o'lantern or not.

My hopes for the morning involve him cleaning off the blades of the fan in our bedroom and changing our sheets. I don't trust myself to stand on the bed for the fan cleaning, and right before washing the sheets is the best time for dumping a lot of dust on them. There's no way to clean the fan that won't put dust on half our bed. Sheets that are about to be washed make a reasonable drop cloth.

I should have called Cordelia's best friend last night. Her parents have left the country for a funeral, and she and her brother are alone in their apartment. They're both responsible kids, and I trust them, but I'm the adult who's on call if they need something. I need to check in to be sure that they don't have anything that seems too trivial for calling/emailing me but that's actually an easy fix.

I think I'm also on call in case the parents are delayed in coming back to the US. They're both naturalized US citizen, but they've gone to Pakistan and look like Pakistani Muslims (because that's their family background). I don't know how aware the kids are of that as a risk, but I'm worried about it.

Today's to-do list:
Insurance claim forms
Dishes
Removal of blankets and pillows from bed
Fan cleaning
Removal and washing of dirty sheets
Putting clean sheets on the bed and putting the blankets and pillows back
Moving things out of the cleaning lady's way so that she can get at the floors
Finding a missing form that I need to turn in on Monday
Make two phone calls
Depending on what I get from one of those, possibly go and get flu shots
Have Scott schedule a dental appointment
Have Cordelia schedule a dental appointment

We got word today that Pat Judy, someone we gamed with, back around the time we got married, has passed away. He played in the VOX game and in the Saturday Amber round robin. I don't think either Scott or I had seen him in the last two decades. He was still an undergraduate when we got married, twenty six years ago, so he can't have been that old. The email about it said 'complications during heart surgery.'

I don't think anyone following my posts here ever met him.

In happier news, I have a bus draft for my Turing exchange fic. I'm reasonably happy with it. I only figured out what the point of the story was about an hour ago, so it's very last minute, but I've even got a title. I'm going to post it before I go to bed tonight.

I did not manage to get myself to bed before Scott and Cordelia got home last night, but Scott didn't set his alarm, so we all got about six hours of sleep instead of the five and a half I was expecting. (Not that I wasn't exhausted. I was. I very much was.) I tried to nap through part of the morning but don't think I actually slept.

Scott had scheduled a vacation day, and he and I went to the Northside Grill for lunch. Then we dealt with some paperwork. Scott went to the store to pick up some things that we'd forgotten on Saturday. After that, he mowed the lawn. I emptied and filled the dishwasher and am currently working on laundry.

I also did some research on the two hotels next to the one where the FanWorks Con will be. Both of them look safe with regard to pets, but I'm feeling overwhelmed at the idea of committing to going because, the more I look at it, the more I realize that it's only really feasible if I drag somebody else along.

I can get to the hotel unaided. I just can't get to the hotel with everything I'll need for three days unaided. If I didn't need to consider food, I could get there, but my dietary restrictions really do mean that I will need to assume that I can't get food, once I'm on-site, without access to a vehicle.

Our niece might be interested in going, and she can drive, but I don't know that she could afford to pay for anything. I can think of a couple of local people who might be interested, but asking just feels like more of a hassle than just not dealing with it.

I can't tell where the edges are of me not being able to deal with x, y, and z right this moment versus me biting off more than future-me will be able to chew. Over the last two decades, my life has contracted gradually but pretty steadily. A lot of it has to do with me only being able to do so much, and I've spent the last several months teetering in a gray area. I can't tell if I'm actually less able to do things or just worried that I'm less able and so restricting myself.

Misjudging that line-- I want to be able to do All the Things, but, if I misjudge, then I can't do any of the things. I'm hobbling a bit today because my calf muscles are cramping from all the walking I did yesterday. I knew that that might be a consequence when I went out walking yesterday, and I looked at today's must-do list and decided that it would be okay if I couldn't do most of it.

I'd have been in deep trouble if something necessary had come up yesterday evening or today, anything that required more than my body could manage. (What my body can manage limits what my mind can manage more definitely than the other way around.) And I wasn't able to prepare dinner yesterday as I'd planned because I misjudged.

At any rate, my social connections have been suffering because of this. I've always been bad at answering emails/comments promptly, but it's gotten worse. I will kind of drop those things for a while and then not want to deal with trying to catch up. I will simply not start conversations or not go to specific sites where I would normally interact or even semi-interact (here, for example, or FB. I really need to go back to FB because there's a friend who likes to chat there, and I've just been pretending the site doesn't exist).

Maybe I need to schedule things with a timer and make myself deal with this stuff for, say, fifteen minutes at a time, a couple of times a day? I know that that sort of scheduling can work for me, but I don't do it often. I'm not sure why.

Well, no, I do know why. Once I establish a routine like that, I'll be very upset with myself if I need a nap or have to deal with something else I haven't planned for. Brains are tangled things.

( Talking about the weather emergency and power conservation )

Cordelia has two friends over right now.

I called the cleaning lady and left a message asking her not to come today because she walks and it's not safe, but I don't know if she got it. I know the condo complex where she lives, but I don't know her address within it, so driving over to check on her isn't an option.

TimeMachine decided last night that my laptop needed a complete, from scratch, backup. That's been running 13 hours now. The progress bar currently says that finishing will take another 4 hours. We'll see. If I open more programs on my laptop (I shut them all down overnight), the backup will slow down. I had the option of delaying the backup to that mythical 'more convenient time,' but I thought that putting it off would encourage me to keep putting it off. There's unlikely to be a time when having my laptop backing up for 20-30 hours will be convenient.

We had friends over last night. It was meant to be a game session, but we just sat together and talked. It's been so long since we last played that none of us remembered what was happening in story. One of our players wasn't there due to a family emergency.

I want to nap now that Scott and Cordelia are gone for the day, but I also have a long list of things that need to be done by 2 p.m. (when the cleaning lady arrives). I would like to do something nice for myself for lunch, but I'm not at all sure what would qualify.

Scott's scheduled to have vacation all next week, but the way things are going at work, he's concerned that it will get canceled. One of his coworkers is waiting for a kidney replacement, and another has jury duty. Out of an office of four people. Vacation can be canceled; the kidney and the jury duty are immovable objects. I'm keeping my fingers crossed because we have thing we need to get done next week.

Scott's parents have informed us that they won't be preparing certain family standard foods for Christmas this year. I'm not surprised because they're both tired from all of the medical crap and because those foods need wheat flour which they no longer keep in the house.

We'll experiment with making chicken and noodles again. I'll make Chex mix for Scott a time or three. Normally, I'd have done it by now, but I still feel like it's October and keep forgetting that I need to do December things. I suppose that, if I make it and package it properly, I can put a bunch of single servings in Scott's stocking. I still have no idea what to put into Cordelia's stocking, but Chex mix works for Scott.

I went to lunch with

evalerie on Thursday. We went to Juicy Kitchen which is a tiny little place out near Cordelia's school. Afterward,

evalerie dropped me at the downtown library so that I could run some errands.

I ended up doing an hour or so of Ingress after I dealt with the errands. I did the same again today, just in a different place. There's a university research complex across the street from the Kroger, and there are several portals there that I hadn't previously hacked or captured. I got eight unique hacks and seven unique captures out of it.

I also picked up honeycrisps and a cucumber and some cubed watermelon from the Kroger since I was out there anyway.

I have a bus draft of that pinch hit. I'm still hoping to edit and expand it a bit, but it's good enough as is. I'm expecting to have people over tomorrow for a write-in, so I'll have time.

We had two friends visit last night. The intention was to play a board game, but we ended up just sitting and talking for three hours. One of the guests and I spent about half an hour bitching about authority records and cataloguing practices while Scott was off retrieving Cordelia from class. (The other guest was looking at motorcycle helmets online and not liking the prices.)

I'm trying to decide how to make timing work tomorrow morning. My PT appointment is at 9:50 a.m. I'm hesitant to take the direct in bound bus for that because it serves a commuter lot and tends to be packed any time before 9:00 a.m. In theory, I could get there in time by catching that bus after 9:00, but it would leave me with very little cushion if the bus is over full or very late. There's a different bus I could catch at 8:45 that would get me right at 9:00 and that isn't generally nearly as full. It only runs at commuting hours, so that's the last run for that bus for the morning.

Still, I'd rather be early than risk being late. A half hour of walking around inside the hospital complex will give me some exercise in an environment that won't make me completely miserable.

Scott will get up about 5:30. I need to get up around 7:00 and might be able to get back to sleep between Scott getting up and then, but I'm not sure it's the way to go. I'll be stressed out which makes falling asleep again less likely.

I really hope that the PT people can help me with the neck, shoulder, and elbow pain. I'm kind of desperate to get help with that.

I'm going to offer to do the grocery shopping tomorrow evening again. There will be some things that I can't do, but Scott's still going to need to deal with Cordelia getting back and forth to driver's training. Tomorrow morning, Cordelia will have her first time driving as part of her course. That starts at 11:00, so she'll leave to catch the bus about the time my appointment starts.

Right now, I'm thinking that Cordelia and I might meet downtown for lunch after her driving time. We'll see how it goes.

We ended up going over to a friend's place in the evening yesterday. The original plan had been to go to a metropark, play games in the afternoon/evening, and then watch fireworks, but the weather prediction was rain, so plans shifted.

I wouldn't have gone to the fireworks. Something that long and out of doors would be too much. For the indoor gathering, we were in a place that we could leave pretty easily if I got overwhelmed or headachy or whatever.

Scott and I got food at Zoup on the way. I got what I usually do, the chicken pot pie soup, it tasted different, though, and I started having reflux trouble right after I started my pre-levothyroxine fast. I don't know if they changed the seasoning and now include something I can't have, or if they cross-contaminated with something I couldn't have. The soup tasted as if it had traces of curry which seems like a weird idea for a soup that's supposed to be so basic and bland, and there were curry based soups in the set of offerings.

After I took my levothyroxine and had waited for it to absorb, I had four dates. That stopped the reflux. Apparently, what I need when this happens is more food. I knew that vanilla ice cream would work, but we were halfway through a movie and would have had to leave in order to get some. Water doesn't settle the problem. In general, it makes things worse once the reflux starts.

When we were at Kroger on Friday evening, I looked at something my gastroenterologist recommended-- Gaviscon tablets. She thought that they wouldn't have the same issues with regard to interfering with my meds that, say, Tums do. The liquid version isn't an option for me because things that texture trigger my gag reflex. Sadly, the tablets contain sugar alcohols. It doesn't take very much of those to make me quite sick. I wonder if the liquid version would be damaged by freezing it? If I could get it more solid (or a lot more liquid), I could swallow it more safely.

I'm now at about 28K words for the month (and the year). Having several stories going at once and moving from one to the other as I get stuck seems to work really, really well for me.

I slept badly because I have an appointment I have to deal with today. Normally, I'd take Ativan the night before an appointment so that I sleep, but I don't want to risk that on top of the Halcion because I haven't cleared that with my doctor. At any rate, I woke with a headache that I didn't get rid of until I lay down for a pseudo-nap (by which I mean my body rested while my brain chewed through story ideas in a very coherent, focused way. It's not sleep, but it's about as close as I can get).

We had an extra kid for part of the evening yesterday, Cordelia's best friend's younger brother had an orchestra concert. He had to be there at 6:30, and his parents couldn't have gotten him there if he'd gone home after school. He and Cordelia watched Mulan in her room until she and Scott needed to leave.

The boy was prepared to walk to the school with no coat (20F without calculating windchill). I persuaded him to put on a coat but made no headway on getting him to wear his boots rather than his dress shoes even though the snow in some places was up to his ankles. He also told me that he didn't know if he'd be back after the concert but left his boots and his backpack here. There's something about being that age that kills common sense.

I'm watching a DVD from the library that I don't think I'll end up finishing. There's no captioning, and it's really aimed more at people who are likely to watch. Listening is pretty painful because many characters have really really heavy and fake accents (the characters from the same places don't have the same accents). Also, what I'm following of the plot is beyond dull.

I'm in our bedroom, waiting for Cordelia's friends to arrive for the gathering they're having. I have no idea how long the girls will be staying, but they're planning to watch more than one DVD, so I expect it'll be a while. I'm in here because it's a lot more comfortable than sitting in the dining room. Also, they plan to cook pasta. There was some talk of making spring rolls, but Cordelia and the friend who's already here looked at the instructions and decided they would be too complicated.

That means they'll be eating plain pasta, potato chips, and (possibly) popcorn because they're limiting themselves to things that one particular girl is willing to eat. She's vegan and won't eat most vegetables. We have a vegan pie that Scott bought last night, but he grabbed the wrong one, so we have cherry instead of apple. I have no idea if she'll eat cherry.

Scott discovered this at 6:15 this morning as he was leaving for work and texted me the news. I'm still cranky with him about the text because it really wasn't urgent because there isn't anyone who can remedy the problem, not until he's on his way home from work. I had almost gotten back to sleep in the hour since his alarm, and the text woke me completely.

That got me up for the day which wasn't a happy thing since I'd only slept about five and a half hours. All of that time involved me trying very hard to get my head at an angle that would make my sinuses actually drain. The positions that will do that tend not to be great for sleeping.

On the plus side, either I found and held the right position for long enough or magic happened because my head doesn't hurt now. I was expecting today to be thoroughly miserable on that front, so yea for that anyway. Possibly not having used my c-PAP last night contributed, too. I just sort of thought that forcing air through my sinuses wasn't going to help at all.

I will note that I feel less tired on 5.5 hours of sleep with no c-PAP than I felt yesterday after 9 hours with the c-PAP.

I didn't manage to write fiction yesterday or the day before. I'm not sure I will today. Having six teenagers in the next room (our house is tiny, and they've obviously forgotten I'm listening) is not likely to be conducive to the sort of thinking I need for that. I think that this year's Fandom Stocking window is going to close without me having even had time to start writing anything.

A friend I'd been trying to connect with for a while came by for tea yesterday afternoon. I gave her the old cassette tapes that I'd been holding for her. She's planning to digitize whatever parts of their contents have survived. They're second generation copies of things that one of my friends recorded at filksings at local conventions during the late 1980s. She had a little tape recorder that she used for taping lectures, and she used that at filksings. Then she'd pass the resulting tapes around to the rest of us, and we'd make copies of the bits we liked.

At any rate, we'd been trying to meet up for a couple of years now so that I could pass on the tapes. I know that some of them have surviving music because I checked a lot of the unlabeled tapes and got music. We just never made the scheduling work.

The cleaning lady was actually really, really happy to see that I had a visitor. The cleaning lady urged my friend to visit again often. I hadn't realized that she was worried about me in that respect.

We had four guests yesterday for games. The guests were a long time friend and her daughter and a woman I met at UCon and her husband. Our friend knew them, so I was a bit more willing to gamble on a longish gathering than I might have been otherwise. We played two games of Flash Point and one of Microscope. The Microscope game got really, really silly and so made a good way to end the evening.

We ordered from Cottage Inn, and they actually got my pizza right this time.

Cordelia spent part of the afternoon at the library then sat in the living room, watching library DVDs, until everyone left. I think she was a bit annoyed to have people over. Her stated preference was to stay out until after everyone left, but we weren't sure when we'd be done. As it ended up, she could have stayed at the library if she was willing to wait until 8:30 or so to eat dinner (she didn't have enough money to buy a meal downtown. I bought her a late lunch before leaving her downtown).

I banged my elbow (the bad one, of course) really hard on one of the kitchen cupboards. That particular door has been a constant problem in that regard because we're opening it constantly to get dishes and not getting it to stay closed after. It's right next to the sink and over both the dishwasher and the pressure cooker. Banging one or the other elbow on that door is a two to three times a week thing for me, so I asked Scott last night if we really had to have a door on the damned thing.

He removed the door this afternoon and plans to look into putting up a curtain instead. He also got rid of half of the leaves from the front yard (we may be stuck with the other half until April because I'm pretty sure that Wednesday is the last compost pick up until then. They usually stop at the beginning of December) and rearranged things in the garage so that the car will fit.

Scott and I transferred more money from Cordelia's account to our checking yesterday. It's all going directly for her medical expenses. She's sporadically worrying that we're running out of money which makes discussing money while she's around very fraught. There's still about $3500 in her savings with a bit more from Social Security every month, and Scott's parents have an investment account for her that we can legally tap for medical expenses. That last has about $4000 in it.

I'm a bit frustrated because I haven't managed to sleep past about 6 a.m. any time while Cordelia's been off school. I'm staying up late because I expect to sleep in (and because I'm stupid about that) and then waking between 5 and 6 and not falling back asleep no matter how long I stay in bed. I can get my body to rest at that point, but my mind runs in circles.

Scott and I went out for dinner at Bob Evans on Friday. We talked about other options, but we didn't want to go downtown, and I wanted to avoid anything too challenging to my digestive system. We also hoped (and were right) that Bob Evans wouldn't be crowded the way that fancier places were likely to be. We discovered that Bob Evans doesn't season its fries and such which is a huge bonus for me as I have problems with black pepper.

Cordelia's friend is at home. Her mother says she's resting. Cordelia says she's watching movies. I'm not sure if the movie watching is medically approved or not. I was expected her to have another 'cognitive rest' period with no books, screen time, movies/TV, phone conversations, etc. (I'm not actually sure how that works because I know that, if I were in that situation, I'd be spinning stories to keep myself from being bored, and that's more mental work than, say, listening to an audiobook).

I've started a second chapter to my Not Prime Time story. I'm still not sure what the movement in the story will be-- character development, plot development, something else altogether? I got as far as I could with the first POV character and have now switched to someone else. I don't think I have time for a chapter for each character even if that sounds like it would work.

We went out to Totoro last night to celebrate Cordelia's graduation. The hostess who's been there as long as I've been going there (possibly she's also the owner?) was astonished that Cordelia's finished middle school because she remembers Cordelia at three years old. Scott tried a different dish than his usual because he wants to avoid the grease of the tempura. He had spicy barbecue chicken which he said was quite spicy for his taste. I didn't try it, so I can't measure it against my own (wimpy) scale. Cordelia had a couple of sushi rolls, and I (as usual) had a bento, salmon teriyaki this time. I brought most of the fried food home with me to eat this morning. We split an order of vegetarian gyoza.

We have begged off from going to Scott's sister's Father's Day gathering. Their parents are traveling (in Europe, I think), so we just don't have the usual impetus. Scott liked the idea of a relaxing day at home. Cordelia and I haven't gotten Scott a gift, but he says what he wants is a chance to buy something at one of the local game stores. There's one not far from the library, so he'll wander that way while Cordelia and I get our books.

Next up-- I figure out how to make waffles. Scott says they're easy.

I'm doing work on my laptop again today and don't know how long it will take. We're looking for duplicate files because it looks like my music files are taking three times as much space as they ought.

Cordelia's best friend was in the ER again last night. During their movie night, her head started hurting, and her vision blurred. Given the concussion three weeks ago, the host parents called the EMTs. Cordelia has been upset and panicked since then. The friend texted her at 3 a.m. to say she was okay, but all her mother is telling us Is that prayers are wanted.