Fighting fear

Harriet is off to LA for a week. I’m glad. She’ll have a chance to personally re-connect with the people she works with everyday on the Internet. She’ll also have an opportunity to spend time over dinners and perhaps some Guerrilla Gardening with Rebecca and Mark.

I’m sure she won’t tell the kids my FEV1 has started back down again. There’s nothing they could do anyhow. And I’m worrying enough for everyone. That’s another reason I’m glad Harriet’s gone. She doesn’t put up with groaning. Or more than one scotch.