A.C. had called three more times while I slept. I called back when I got up. She wanted me to come to [area of county] and take carloads of her things to [town at least half an hour from there]. I said that I couldn't do that, but wished her luck in her move. I would want people to help me when I move, and I have had people help me when I moved on various occasions. I didn't want to get into a confrontation with the people at the place where she was living, though. I also don't have the sense of direction to drive independently to [town]. I think I've been through that town on the way to other parts of the state, but I don't think I've ever stopped there. I told A.C. that if she wanted to come over with some things and put them in my car temporarily, she could do that. "Just for a day or so," I said, "and get them tomorrow." She didn't think that would be helpful.
I went out to the mystery pink rose. Another flower or two had opened on that.
Later: I worked on an editing job. I just want to do one final read-through on it tomorrow before I turn it in.
I talked with A. from Green Bay for over an hour.