Jett tried to wake me up but eventually fell back asleep in Ron’s spot. I didn’t get up until 7:30 and glad for the extra rest.
A pleasure to enter the downstairs bathroom this morning! Lovely atmosphere at last. Had no idea how much the odor problems bothered me; cleaning never helped. Feels like this house is finally my home and not a relic of past abuse.
Raining again today but not expected to last.
Surprise in the garden: a silene regias growing near the Winterberry. I’ve been trying to figure out what I planted there since last year.
Ron went to get a scan of his mysterious upper leg bump but forgot where to go or what the procedure was. This was after reviewing it numerous times with him. Furious with him for his emotional immaturity and weaponized incompetence. I have some ideas how I could do without his financial contributions because at this point I’m paying more for that money than it’s worth.
Request for help from MRS. Looked into an AI report, didn’t find much except for a recommendation to add a robots.txt file that shut the site down temporarily. Found some stupid HTML type moves that the web designer should have take care of years ago. Doubt that it will help, sites don’t shut down because a few image files are missing.
Did chores instead of babysitting Ron. Finished the dishes, caught up on laundry. Changed sheets.
I miss the Cape but Lord knows not the people. Peter has shown he’s resilient enough to deal with the so-called “business” people there. I’m still not sure about Williamstown, there’s a tremendous reserve of resentment against new people, as I think I’ve mentioned before.

