Friday, hubby stepped on a piece of glass in the spare room that we have no idea where it came from. I have been in and out of that room, barefoot, dozens of times with no problem. He was in and out of the room in his stocking feet several times before he stepped on it. Being diabetic, that meant going to urgent care for antibiotics; and the doctor wanted to be sure there were no glass fragments.
Our new love seat came while we were at the VA. The boys took care of that for us.
In spite of all of that, we have a lot to be thankful for.
Only a little rain. Nothing like Iowa this time, or North Carolina.
Hope you all have a very blessed weekend.
