I'm still reeling from the emotional fallout of the kids' court case. We "won" but the damage we saw was heartbreaking and far from over.
While I let my subconscious process it all, I've been on a bit of a cleaning and cooking rampage. Tonight, I lit candles, put on some music, and focused on the kitchen.
I took eight pounds of cherry tomatoes that had been picked over the last week and sorted them into two groups.
The red ones are currently sliced and in the dehydrator, destined to be "sun-dried" by tomorrow morning. The yellow ones went into a batch of tomato-basil jam. (The basil came from our freezer, where I'd chopped and frozen it in ice cubes last summer.)
I also managed to clean out the refrigerator, run two loads of dishes, take out three loads of trash and recycling, and freecycle a large glass canister that's been taking up room for more than a year. I also freecycled Bill's too-small steel-tied boots, but that was just a happy coincidence.
Our new dishwasher and refrigerator will be arriving next week and I'm so excited to get them installed. Imagine! Not having to place a baking tray under the dishwasher edge to catch the gallons of water that may (or may not, you never know) come spilling out all over the hardwood floors. Marvelous.