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To: Tax-chick

Awww... what sweet babies!

Good morning. Did you sleep well?

It’s cold this morning — 53° and I need to get off my duff and start something. First on the list is sorting pills, then packing the supply. Then to the pantry to finish it. Yesterday, I put all the opened bottles into plastic bags and sealed them so if they leak, they’ll just leak into the bags.

Once the pantry is done, I’ll do the coat closet and that almost finishes the whole thing. Yay, me!

Kevin will be heading for the airport in Little Rock, if he hasn’t already, and will text me when he’s ready to board. He’s really looking forward to this!

I’ve started a letter to you but will work on it off and on. I probably should have started it in the notebook!

Anyway, off to sort pills. Be back in 20! ;o]


3,328 posted on 10/09/2021 3:50:44 AM PDT by Monkey Face ( ~~ If you can't question it, it's not science. It's propaganda. ~~ FB ~~)
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To: Monkey Face

Yes, I did sleep pretty well, although I think Jake turned up on my pillow at some point.

It’s so exciting that this move is really getting underway!


3,329 posted on 10/09/2021 3:52:41 AM PDT by Tax-chick (Nature, art, silence, simplicity, peace. And fungi.)
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To: Monkey Face

I started a letter yesterday, too, before I got busy with the students’ public speaking activities.

There was a cat which sat on my lap, shedded long fur all over me, and then got overexcited and bit my arm. I sprayed Bactine on it, and it’s not swelling or oozing, so I think I’m good.


3,333 posted on 10/09/2021 4:33:21 AM PDT by Tax-chick (Nature, art, silence, simplicity, peace. And fungi.)
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