Looks like a bleached marmalade!
Good morning.
Unngh.
The kids called last night, but it was later than I would have liked. I was wired by the time I hung up so it was almost another hour before I could sleep. That’s OK. I’ll sleep tonight. Soon, they won’t call so late because I’ll be there.
They could call EARLY on Sunday, and not subject me to this, but that would imply that they cared. Maybe they do, but they just don’t understand the nature of the disease.
So, now I have to make the bed and then fold the sleep shirts and by then, I’ll be getting my cute little self ready for Walmart.
Good morning. I hope your cute little self has a successful Walmart visit. Enjoy the view!
It’s not clear, yet, whether it will be rainy again today. I’d like to have Tom take his brothers on driving adventures, but we’ll see.
I sometimes think I make too much of the little things I ask people to do, which they then can’t be bothered to do - things on the scale of calling at a convenient time although that’s not my specific one. People will say they love you and would do anything, and then you say, “Okay, here’s one little thing,” but no, that’s too much to ask.
It’s an entropic universe, after all. That could be a song.