I don’t even know why I used this phrase – it’s not a whirlpool – there’s just so much confusion over the elections, over the war, over the economy = nothing is working right.  Thank goodness I’m back to help straighten things out.  

First, we had to get rid of all the plants that died – the house was filled with watered plants that drowned from too much care.   And lice.

Then I made a stab at filling the house with food before I even looked to see what was missing, and realized I forgot how to order groceries.  Now I’ve got to order what we really need.  Then we had to figure out what was happening with the elections (I still didn’t watch the video on what I’m supposed to do at the polls) Next we had to get reacquainted with the cars (Ezi) and the cat (me).  The kind of love we showed each other made everything else bearable.  Then I had to approve the invitation for November 9 for my official book launch.  Then I had to bark out orders to all the people who were supposed to be following orders from last month.  we’ll see how that goes.  but it’s clesar i’ve been too gentle too long.