Lots of good things happened at my house today. My cleaning lady came after a one month absence. She only comes twice a month, but just missing one time is quite evident (I spot clean where I think it's necessary, but that's it). And while she was here,  a landscaper came and planted azaleas in the front of the house where my tree was removed. They will be my tribute to Dad because he had some beautiful azaleas and was always so proud of them. I was horrified when the new owners of his house pulled them all up. I've never forgotten about it and will work hard to make mine just as pretty as his were. Fortunately my next-door-neighbor is a good gardener and I've asked him to be my advisor.