There was a wild wind storm last night that woke me up, somewhere around 2am. The howling, banging and noise was quite tremendous. There was a rainstorm at the same time, which made things feel crazier. Jerry did not approve, and was trying to hide under us last night, working to bury himself away from the wind. He’s calmer today, and is presently chewing his ball. Don’s fine, and not in any extra pain, so that’s good news. My tummy is calmer again today, and I’m quite happy that it’s settled. It’s a relief when things are back to normal and I’m not in pain or exhausted. I had a decent dinner, and I had a fairly relaxed afternoon. In the ongoing PSW saga, the person I had yesterday, did laundry, and for the third time in a row, brought back my clothes dripping wet and left them in the laundry basket… When I say dripping, I mean literally. Don says she probably doesn’t know how to use the dryer (put clothes in, tap to pay, press start, come...