Ah well, thought I, there goes the surplus cash I'd thought to spend on a stove. Sighed, dragged futon higher on platform because it had worked its way down last time I flipped it, checked to see how it lined up with the top edge: and there on the floor at the head of the bed was my nightguard. Futons, so inert when you want them to move, so movable when you want them to stay put. Then shoved everything back where it belongs with my poor poor elbows and wrists, turned on air purifier, and took heavy dose antihistamine because dust bunnies in November are simple overkill.
However: room is now vacuumed and dusted and I have my nightguard back.
Rickman, The Remains of an Altar
-- I can see how someone might like these if they're in it for the politics and the personalities and happy with mere glances towards mystery and the supernatural. Can't see how merrily gets any work as an exorcist when there's nothing really there to exorcise ever, because living ghosts don't count in the Christian religion.
Jannson, Moominsummer Madness
-- because I started a Dave Robicheaux mystery and needed something as a counteractant. Having googled said mystery, am happy I got no farther than I did.
Pratchett, Soul Music
-- read ten years ago, due for a reread, like a lot of Pratchett that isn't either Witches or Watch.
Mangan, Bookworm : a memoir of childhood reading
-- someone's recommendation, hope it's fun