So far, so good. She may be having some trouble sleeping through the sound of painters crawling all over the house, but I supplied her with ear plugs so perhaps exhaustion will win out.

The odd (or maybe it's really not so odd) thing is that we have far more in common than I would have guessed even after these many years of knowing each other online. In a very real way, we're made of the same stuff.

Although she plans on spoiling me, I know that I've got work that *has to* be done. She can sit and knit and keep me company if the fibro gets to her. There's no push. I'm insanely grateful to have the company. We also have some fun things planned.