It started out innocently enough. I was cleaning in my office. Out of the blue I was seized with an irrepressible urge to rearrange the furniture. Four hours later, I am pleased with the result. And still in my jammies. This is typically how it works with me. I start with a manageable mess, it progresses in short order to a much bigger mess, and just as we are approaching a critical mass of a mess, things begin to sort out and fall into place. The best part is, I now have wall space for a bulletin board! Lunch is in order. As is a shower. Not the most exciting birthday week thus far. Stay tuned.