I've been a little tied up.Especially this afternoon, when Sam decided to reorganize all my books in the attic. And then make a phone call. No idea who he wanted to talk to.
The latter part of October flew by, as our computer crashed for a few days, Scott resigned at the bank, we hosted two small parties and rehearsals have started in earnest for two Christmas concerts.
I'm off to dust off the books and get them back on the shelves. Sam is talking now, so I'm assuming he understood me as I lectured him about the integrity of books and how these are not HIS to play with. We'll see.