The phlebotomist who did my blood draw yesterday was good. No hint of bruising what so ever. This is a first. Usually there's a red dot, followed by a blurry edged hint of black and blue. I looked at my arm this morning and saw nothing.
My back's bothering me a bit. The heating pad is already in place on my writing chair downstairs, and shortly the upstairs will be plugged in. Not that I pulled anything, or the disc jelly as once again begun oozing, I'm certain it's the way I've been sleeping. There are times when the dogs don't give me much space on the bed.
The new laundry room is coming along fine. One of the original doors of the house separated the closet, back when it was a walk-in closet, from the bathroom. That door is now gone. I'm thinking of replacing it with a bifold door. They're easy to install.
I was told by one of the men working for the owner of the house next door that my neighbors were going to come down this week and clean it out. That's not true. I have texts from them. In their minds, he bought that home 'as is,' with all the furniture inside.
Here's a catchy song, whether any of the lyrics will make it into one of my books is up in the air right now, but I can definitely see one of my characters say "what me worry?"