While I was letting Mona out, I let a fly in. She likes to linger at the door, when the storm door and the inner door are both open, so it’s a good invitation for a fly. They are really bad this year.
Sounds like you were busy and accomplished quite a lot. Congratulations!!
Mona asked if I take naps during the day, because I probably look “disturbed” when she comes by. It’s because I am. My stamina is gone, my strength is gone and so is my good nature because I’m in the worst pain I’ve been in all day. Just go home so I can fix my little supper and crawl between the warm sheets. Not too many more days.... :o])
No one seems to realize that when I tell them the symptoms of this disease, I mean them. They aren’t pleasant and to push me one way or the other is to force me into a relapse. They think because I don’t look sick I can’t possibly be sick. GAH!!
Maybe I can get some things done tomorrow, before and after I’ve written to Charlie. I want to notify everyone I pay anything to, and I want to pack my suitcase, so I can concentrate on the closet next week.
I have to TRY and move some of the boxes that Pam stacked up in the living room instead of putting in the book cases. I feel terrible for bad-mouthing her, after the work she has done but if she makes things worse for me, she’s not really helping me.