I feel very sad tonight. I have a horrible to-do list. I started out with a bang today and sort of ended in a fizzle. I did get a few important thing marked off the list, though. I got my computer problems fixed, too. I even made a wonderful dinner only to have it mess up the bottom of my oven (which is soaking for a wash right now and thus added to tomorrow's version of The List).

I am so low on imagination at the moment, that I haven't been able to come up with any real bedtime stories for the youngest daughter when she asks for them and I have resorted to telling The Scary Tales of Real Estate. Last night was the story of the lady who ate a mothball while I was showing her a vacant house (we had been to too many food-laden open houses and she thought it was a bowl of candy). Tonight was the story of showing a house that was supposed to be vacant, but wasn't (ran like hell and called 911). She asked me what I will tell tomorrow night. I told her to remind me that it is time to tell the story of the party house in the university district (the police called me out to the house off the sign in the yard in the middle of the night to come see the damage and help them find the seller). I have lots more where those came from. There is the asbestos house, the termite house, the house where the seller was not supposed to be home and was hiding in the closet wearing nothing but a slip and a faceful of cold cream (yes, the buyer and I freaked when we opened the closet door). Then there is the house where the resident bachelors had a motorcycle in the living room dripping oil on the hardwood floor and the house where the water company restored service with the faucets open. There are LOTS more Scary Tales of Real Estate where those came from. If this mood goes on for much longer, I'm pretty sure my daughter will not grow up to be a real estate agent. *sigh* But that's probably for the best.

Please, all who read here, please don't forget about Grace. I wish there was something more we could do to help, but at least we can think of her and care; love her and be there in spirit. I guess I just love her and I'm scared that she might die. I wish she wasn't sick and I don't want her to die.