The best thing I can say about yesterday is I am still alive today.
Oh and the drive to Connecticut was fast and without daunting traffic.
Large issues loom.
The black cloud is establishing a permanent residence.
Another reality is our beloved doggie’s kidney is no longer ready for prime time.
Spent 6 hours sorting and repacking musty boxes on my knees.
When I finally was able to rise up I had to clean and then scrub toilets.
Thankfully, my wonderful husband shared the day’s cruel realities.
I drove back to NYC, arriving around 9:30pm, grabbed a slice which inflicted guilt and went to sleep.
I have no words.
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Ahhh. Poor you. My heart goes out to you. Too much at once. I say here’s to wine, pizza and ice cream.
Madison says it all