The Wizard of Oz is on TV. My mother took me to see that when I was a little kid, and I had nightmares for the rest of my childhood, the wicked witch scared the hell out of me. It did give me a way out of my nightmares however, a bucket of water. I had a lot of nightmares as a child, and managed to escape from many of them by throwing a bucket of water over them. I'm watching the movie, it reminds me of my mother, who I miss.

I spent the day unpacking, sorting and trying to figure out where to put 'stuff'. Now I have boxes all over the house again but I'm getting closer to getting my office sorted out. The last time my kids came to visit Michelle slept in there and it was a big mess. This time it will be more comfortable.