Everything is working out OK

We had a nice surprise today; when we got home from the Saturday hairdo and shopping, there was a message that Logan had called! We called back, and it was so good to hear his voice, and know that he is home and is all right. I didn't know quite what to say, because I know he has a lot of people there to be with. But I hope that we will be able to come up sometime and see him in person, and of course the rest of the family, too. The workmen came back and put the "grouting" stripes on the patio room floor. They left again in the middle of the afternoon to let it dry. They didn't say when they would be back to do the final coat, maybe tomorrow, or maybe Monday. I had lost my keys, so I spent the rest of the day looking for them, and finally there they were, in my right top drawer in the dresser. That was a relief.