It is almost 1am. I feel like I am searching for things to explain why I feel tense in the spine tonight. The vanity measurements is dealt with successfully so far: we'll see when it turns up for sure. The renos are done and seem ok. Billy is with me contrary to the last week, where he looks for hubby who walks him all the time now. So, anyway, there is no longer any reasons to be tense. I should write poetry to relax my body and heart. 

Two birds of a feather

or five - counting on two branches

great minds in council