I am doing battle with a zipper. To-the-death, hand-to-hand combat, trying to get a zipper carriage back onto one of the big zips that close my small temporary greenhouse. Am already really, really steaming mad. Could almost send Third to bed until next Monday for pulling the !|^<}!,£\".+€% thing off. "Just wanted to look", she said. It isn't like she lacks for toys or anything else.
I have a mantra that I have spouted for years... "If I eat right, I feel right. If I feel right, I exercise right. If I exercise right, I think right. If I think right, I eat right..." Phil-SC