We were awakened at 5:54 Saturday morning, by a phone call from the University of Chicago. They were calling about a possible match for a kidney/pancreas transplant. K's feet are healing, but the wounds aren't closed, which disqualified her for this opportunity. This is so disappointing.
We spent the day packing up more stuff in the basement, and filling up the crawlspace, as well as starting to fill up our temporary PODS unit. After hours and hours of work, and many trips up the stairs and out the garage, we did make some progress, but looking at the basement, I have a bit of a sinking feeling that we hardly made a dent. K disagrees, and is trying to get me to see that we really did make a huge impact. I just see all the stuff that is still to be done, and it's very daunting.
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