In the land of a thousand pains, when, for the first time since my house burned, I can sit and make my action plan for the next two weeks, as I typically do each Sunday for the week ahead, it is filled with pangs. No need to clean the stacks on my desk, I have no desk. No need to remove slipcover, it has been. I had thought of this in advance, of all the petty details wiped off of a to do list by a disaster. But really there are very few and the are replaced by weighty tasks, no one should have to bear.