Well, I just gave a churlish reply to a friend on the street trying to help me. I did so because I was all wrapped up with another situation that's chewing on me. I'm sleep-deprived, just getting over pneumonia, stressed out. I had blocked off an overnight trip to Wilderstead this week to recharge my batteries, but I didn't go because I'm still too weak to drive three hours to get over there; and besides, Deanne's had a relapse and I need to backstop her.
I'm not fit company for anybody, even myself. So, Lord, hear my prayer: