Jokingly, I called myself Lumbering She-Bear. I pulled something in my back and ... Voila! I Really Am Lumbering She-Bear! I should think of a better name. Perhaps Gazelle, or Prima, or something. I then could be graceful and sprightly. Or not. Anyway, after all this sorting and lugging stuff around, I will have much less remaining stuff to deal with when I put it in its new proper places. Huzzah! Thank you-know-whom that one job is on hiatus. This gives me time to work at the speed of molasses and not need to stop for naps before work shifts. It also allows me to exclaim, and marvel, and just enjoy things I am finding that I have not seen for awhile.
Bach is not noise, Madam. (Robert, in Two's Company)