Plan B

Thanksgiving dinner's been postponed until Saturday due to illness.  My grandson and his fiancee both have something awful and since dinner is at their house we all voted to wait until they felt better.  

I spent the day packing small things into small boxes that I can lift without killing myself in preparation for my move to a bigger apartment.  The thought of having more room makes me giddy.  My place now looks a little less cluttered.  In my defense though, it doesn't take much to clutter up less than 500 square feet -- a pair of shoes and a cup of tea can do it.