I’m up. I’m being dragooned out the door to Walmart, whether I like it or not. Then, I guess, we’ll go to the Laundromat. Kathleen says, “You have to do the laundries!”
When will your washer be a real one instead of a point of disinterest?
I need to go to Walmart, and for the first time in a long time, I resent having an aide...today, it is inconvenient.
66, partly cloudy and no breeze. Perfect walking weather. *sigh*