Sorting your laundry indicates that will “receive unexpected benefits, either social or financial, through an acquaintance on whom you made a strong impression.”
I can’t do the animal processing thing. I was pregnant when I was “asked” to learn how to dress a pheasant, and I can’t deal with innards ever since. I don’t even want them in the same package. I hope Frank likes it! Does he get paid? Or is this just in the nature of a service project? Which is a better lesson than being paid.
The shower was mostly wonderful and I came out to open the curtains to see what kind of day we’re having. Fog, rain, ugh. Most of the morning. The furnace hasn’t kicked on since Wednesday morning, so the place is damp and smells like old tobacco again.
Frank is just helping his friends because it’s fun. In a way. I guess.
Frank and Vlad are going to Your Local Game Store for Magic: The Gathering this evening. A driver will pick him up from chicken-processing at 4:00.