I also finally found the bathrobe I've been seeking for a couple of years now. Full-length. White. No funky logos. Soft and absorbent. Dilemma—keep for myself, or make available to guests?

Can I get away with both?

I've been trying to stick with the drug regimen to help my neck and upper back recover from Thursday's crash. I'm not as painfully tender and sore as yesterday. Today I just ache—and I tire easily. Funny how things like that will mess you up.

I took the muscle relaxant pill about thirty minutes ago. As soon as I finish this, I'm going to bed. I'm starting to get a bit fuzzy-headed again. I don't need them for pain during the day (I'm a tough and creaky old bird) but getting some uninterrupted sleep certainly can't be bad for me.

Jeff helped me clean up the kitchen today—the chore I was intending to do when I left work early Thursday—which is why I'm in this pickle in the first place. Tomorrow we'll do laundry and I'll rest up on the couch a bit and read and think and other such calming things.

The cats wanted lots of petting today. Slowly, things are falling back into place.

Here's to fuzzy bathrobes and a deep, restful sleep.