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NIce

I'm okay with it. 🙂

Sorry for lag. Desktop isn't giving notifications.

Hope so. wasn't sure you'd be okay with the "I made flowers of it " angle

WOW.

Niiiiice

Great call with the summer magic

Or was that spring? Either way 🙂

Spring, but it was already pretty wounded and had some local Nunnehi medicine working against it. She was just the four success straw that broke it's fuzzy furry back )

Excellent. Yeah, without the context of what damage had been done prior, it seemed a crazy victory.

Sorry, I should have given more detaails on that, but I was lazy

but it IS a winter nightmare so that was it's kryptonite ..other season magics

Nice. 🙂

Whew. A wee break.

Yay!

Okay, good stuff. Thanks, Mr. D.

Assume she learns all that from observation, questions to them, and, yes, the baron can fill her in.

Pardon, dropped the word trolls Edits

Got it.

Whoooooo... ok. I just sorted a decade of stuff 25 years old into by-year bags.

Sorry for lag. RL convo divided my braincells.

Roughly 3 more decades to go....

Wow. And where are the bags going to end up?

They are at least sorted. Back in their tote, BUT... organized more, and when I get through the rest of at least MY life, I can start on my parents and grandparents.

I -started-.

Done for tonight through. *G* Thing2 passed out on the couch within 20 minutes of 'bedtime.'

Nice scene, Mr. D. 🙂

The room that used to be Beren's has become well-we'll-put-it-in-the-green-room-for-now...and "for now" has become a very, very long time. I need to start sorting through it tomorrow.

Thanks. Hope it's part of what you hoped for with Sylvi

Oh, I understand that....

Yes! I wasn't expecting her to make quite such a first impression with the Nunnehi, but yes!

Breaking things into decades, and then sorting through each decade-tote into years, means when it comes to actually scrapbooking, I pick out ONE bag, book it, and done. Repeat till I want to stop.

Ahhhhh....this is the scrapbooking continuum. Got it.

Yes, but ultimately going back to... roughly... say.... 1928? Or earlier.

Oh. Oy.

I figure I have another 30-40 years left in me?

Yeah, probably, if you're only counting the really good, fully functional years.

Ok, so a little each week, and probably panicked spurts when I realize how close to death I am getting.

Yay?

Exactly!

One of my sisters does that job in my family. Better her than me.

Well, there are emotional rewards.

I've never made it through that kind of project to the point where the theoretical "emotional rewards" kick in. Thus, better her than me.

Fair.

sigh I'm sitting on the couch with the fan turned off for the first time in several days. The heat and humidity have subsided. I might actually be able to sleep properly tonight.

*Laughing* Oh dear. Thing2 fell asleep on the couch about 30-40 minutes ago. He was waiting for bedtime and just PASSED OUT HARD.

DH just came down to help him up but he was sleeping on his stomach and you can't really cradle-carry someone like that... so we woke him up slightly to turn over, DH scoops him up, and Thing2 freaks.