'the hedges, all strengthening in the sun'

Everything is going wrong but the Happy Pills seem to be working because I find myself quite cheerful. One reason is C back at work, even in the painful fallout of her father's sudden death. Place doesn't function without her, is why it's dangerous to have an irreplaceable person in any organization. Or a position no one else wants to take, so that whoever has the position becomes irreplaceable. Other reason is going down to the laundry room and finding all the sheets and blankets neatly folded and put away in their baskets, which means Melanie has been at work. Even I, the Laundry Queen, can't be arsed to fold sheets, and *especially* not the infants' fitted ones. 'She's a keeper,' the cook agrees, and if only we could; but her career path is the biosciences, and she only works with us for fun.
( What, Wednesday already? )