What a tiny little floof! And what an amazing coat!
Good morning. Did you sleep well?
I was awakened by a text at 0100 (I had asked for it) that said “they” were in AR, and then again at 0415 to say he was home. I’m glad he’s back safely and that he had a relief driver. That was some trip!
So my night was broken up. At least now I know why Mondays are so hard for me! I can’t seem to get ahead of things here!
Carol called back around 1800 but never mentioned her cancer. I didn’t expect her to. She hadn’t gotten my card, yet, but I told her I was moving back. She just said, “I hope it’s soon!”
Then I told her about my back, and she asked what I took for it. She said morphine hadn’t been discussed but she was going to bring it up to see if it’s doable. I’m pretty sure, if she’s terminal, they’ll give her whatever she asks for.
Of course, I’m waiting for the water to heat up again. Today is Stake Conference so I’ll be watching it on Zoom. There was a session at 1800 last night but there was no way I was able to watch it. Not with Chatty Carol on the phone! And of course, Mona had been here when Carol called.
Mona was supposed to have gotten a package in the mail yesterday, but it didn’t come. I helped her put a trace on it, but just now, I wondered if the carrier might have stuffed it in her mail box.