My grandmother is probably rolling over in her grave that Will is bare footed. Children Always had to have socks on around her or they would catch a cold certainly (even though she hardly ever wore shoes and socks). I used to tease her all the time that I didn't have an undershirt on and was getting pneumonia even as we spoke, as this was the other dressing-your-child rule.
Later today I see a new psychiatrist as my meds need some adjusting. I believe I'm beyond of the comfort level of my Family Doctor, although he might not want to admit it. And then maybe I'll take a stroll through Half Priced Books since I'll be so close to it. Love that place. Will get in my photo a day, fill some orders from the store. Life right now is pretty good.