Back in the old routine

After a bit of nutty couple of months, life is threatening to return to normal.  Not that I'll be sitting on  the deck drinking beer and eating cheese & pickle sandwiches but at least I should have a clue what I am doing from day to day.  My medicine taking has become so routine that I sometimes forget to do it - must watch that.  Today was the last day of a Revlimid cycle so I should feel a bit more chipper as the week goes on, not that I walk around in a fug while I am taking the stuff.  Tomorrow I get to see the nice ladies at Cancer Care here in Asheville - they'll take an armful of blood and send the results to Wake Forest for my oncologist there to look at.  I then go to see him next week to hear how I'm doing  Apparently he has 24 appointments that day. Rather him than me.
I'm keeping busy at home turning the big storeroom under our bedroom into a monster laundry.  This means that all the old boxes, Lego sets, roller coasters, CD cases and other things you tend to hang on to for no apparent reason have been shifted into our rumpus room and onto the porch, as well as to Habitat for Humanity and the garbage can. This is how it's looking now the junk is out and the first insulation is up.
My computer has decided to read everything I type out loud to me.  It seems to detect odd key combinations as all sorts of unwanted actions these days, most notably "Go back to some totally random place in what I am typing", "disable the mouse pad with no way of enabling it again" and, of course, "get Herman Munster to read everything to me".
If I say so myself, the new laundry is looking promising.  I will be contacting plumber & electrician next week to get them to come and do their thing while I am doing the framing and insulating rather than having them come along and rip it all out again.
Susan's school year ends on Friday - it'll be nice to hang out with her for a few days without us having to rush off to stuff.  And now it's raining so I'm going inside.