Nothing much going on here today. It’s getting a little windier and looks like it might rain. Thanks to good old Rita. Did I mention my uncle with the racehorses lives near Lake Charles, Louisiana? He and his family are all fine. The horses are fine, though they did lose their barn. And they’ve got trees down around their houses, but the houses themselves are fine. 
Whew!
As others, like StephT and Amy, have said recently, I’m feeling…. unsettled, antsy. A severe lack of concentration. Part of that I can blame on the fibro flare-up, but that’s finally easing up and my brain is still on walkabout. No matter what I do, I can’t seem to get back into the writing groove. *sigh*
Ah, well. On the TV front, I still love Threshold. 