i'm feeling tired and sleepy. it's a miracle; i'm a miracle. i don't know how i've managed the past 20 years. i think i forced myself yard work, repairs hoping i'd just drop dead. well i'm still here.
now i'm wondering what i want to do next. i found the mirror i misplaced. i put it behind the kitchen tv against the wall. i'm doing better.
i worry about things when i'm cared for. pulling out the laundry from the car i used the remote that was dead. i could feel the battery was dead no energy. so i ate tiny lunch, hung the wet clothes, looked in my battery drawer and voila, fixed. like the right brake light spare i had in the trunk from the old car. and this morning one of my many clocks needed a regular one. god is good to me. always.
momma confided in me the bookstore was stealing from her. people always confide in me. confess to me. i never know what to say or do. i usually do nothing.
did scott laundry morning and showered, washed della molded flops 8 pm.
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