Mid-week midnite update

Well, it is one thirty in the morning here.  I put Ma to be at ten thirty and Papa is still up.  He will be up until about two or so.  Of course he is so noisy that he will wake Mom up, which will annoy everyone.  But that's Papa:  obstinate.
Mom has been on Cymbalta for a week.  She was just bumped up to her full dose of 60mg a day today.  Her panic attacks seem to have disappeared.  She seems less despondent.  She has some tremors, but she always has some tremors.  Usually her tremors are much worse when she is anxious.  It is nicce to see her smiling again.
I am back to working on my conversion studies again.  Finally.  And I have almost all of my books put up on the shelves too.  Finally.  Next comes the white kitchen shelf to move and the box of papers to file. And fill the bird feeders.  Little by little I am getting there.
I realized that I have journals or blogs in about three or four different places.  3 on the computer and two longhand.  I don't mind, I like to write.  None of them get repetitive.  
Finally, life is starting to get fun again.  I am so grateful.  Thanks be to God above.
Ayla