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Well, obviously, with all the current upheaval in my life, I wasn't about to go walkies by my solitary self. Or sit in the dark when I have so few candles left. So I've had the TV and computer on, keeping me company. And heat aimed at my back to ease the stiffness from filling and lugging cartons around.
I'd used up everything church-John had given me, so was relieved when he came over around 5 and dropped more off. He sat for a wee bit and we had a chance to chat. Too bad the ad disappeared from Kijiji, so I couldn't show him the pictures. But he said he'd be seeing the place eventually anyway. And then he was off because Brent wanted to go out for dinner. It must be really nice to live close enough to be able to socialize with Brent, especially when Brent is giving John some space (or is it the other way around?).
I got a really cute e-mail from my friend in the youth group. Ha - he mentioned in the e-mail he'd sent out to the group members that it was a good thing I'd reached out for help to people who were "young and strong". I replied (only to him), being all nostalgic about how I'd once been "young and strong" ... and related an anecdote of putting up lattices, lights and silk vines. Ah, yes, the Good. Old. Days.
Okay, I'd better pack it in. Time to take another pain pill and slide into bed. Because, after church, it'll be more packing. Oy.
I'd used up everything church-John had given me, so was relieved when he came over around 5 and dropped more off. He sat for a wee bit and we had a chance to chat. Too bad the ad disappeared from Kijiji, so I couldn't show him the pictures. But he said he'd be seeing the place eventually anyway. And then he was off because Brent wanted to go out for dinner. It must be really nice to live close enough to be able to socialize with Brent, especially when Brent is giving John some space (or is it the other way around?).
I got a really cute e-mail from my friend in the youth group. Ha - he mentioned in the e-mail he'd sent out to the group members that it was a good thing I'd reached out for help to people who were "young and strong". I replied (only to him), being all nostalgic about how I'd once been "young and strong" ... and related an anecdote of putting up lattices, lights and silk vines. Ah, yes, the Good. Old. Days.
Okay, I'd better pack it in. Time to take another pain pill and slide into bed. Because, after church, it'll be more packing. Oy.
