Physical therapy, first thing. A late breakfast. Compose, write, and submit a column for Newswithviews. Research and write some blog posts.
Now it’s 3:00 and I am worn out. Patty’s been working hard all day, too, purging our paperwork and neatening the living room.
We have to pause now and then because we’ve lost Robbie and we miss her. I keep expecting to see her in all her usual places.
We would love another cat or two, but our own ages make it a little dicey. Never mind. Patty’s daughter has our back. If anything happens to us, she’ll adopt our pets: and we have learned to trust her promises. Thank you, Georgia. That was what we needed to hear.