Fiorella assured Husband she would have all the Christmas decorations done by the end of the week. Then she lost yesterday to his medical procedure and a fall she took while she was trying to get up on an outside chair--one of those heavy wrought iron things--to rehang the plastic snowflakes that had fallen off a misshapen little front-yard tree. She hit the back of her head on the ground and twisted her right foot. The head seems to be okay, but the arch of Fio's foot is so swollen that she's holding onto whatever's handy as she limps around the house. No ladder-climbing for her for a while.
Sigh. Looks like the decorations are going to be the usual count-down to the wire.