I’m waiting until tomorrow to see my bank balance. Hopefully there won’t be an unpleasant surprise, after five days.
Bill the Blond Belle left for work without his backpack. He came back for it. Maybe some day he’ll learn to put his phone up for a few minutes so that his brain will work.
Now I’m off to the shower, then leaving for Weight Watchers at 8:45 EDT. DP said he hopes it “goes well.” I said it always goes well, because I’m always happy to see all my friends and try to be a blessing to them.
I was regaled by two versions of President Reagan’s favorite hymn, one by the army chorus and symphony and one by five soldiers with different stringed instruments. That got me to thinking.
I will be in Payson in September, and will visit my parents’ graves. I found the map and where they are, so I should be able to find the graves fairly easily. I hope.
Now, I’ll have my hibiscus tea and then start what I left undone on Saturday. I hope I can make a lot of progress today, so I can get the mess out of my living room.
Odd...I can’t imagine you ever NOT being a blessing to those around you. Including Bill the Blond Belle and his brain-attached phone. Maybe he’ll find an apartment and move out. Of course, I could come for an extended visit and start to tease him about being middle-aged and still living in his parents’ attic/basement. ;o]