Cecilia's at home; the way her sleep has changed, she's a little more likely to keep to herself, lately. This weekend, she tells herself it's near time for spring cleaning anyway.
So she's in the front room, dusting and moving furniture and thinking about paring down the book collection. (Which she knows she won't do, but she always tells herself maybe she should.) The front door is open, even though it's a little chilly to have just the screen door between her and the weather.
OOC: Understandable if you want to resolve the thread with Gary first, but I thought I'd tag in. :)