Quietly Retreating.
Sorry, but the old woman is tired of hearing just about
anything. Downloaded a new Jacqui Lawson advent calendar that won’t start
opening the fun stuff until December, but some games are already open to play.
No, that may not be a realistic approach to life, but after reading my Bible,
reading a book on my Kindle app, and seeing that tacos are the newest item on
the scary list, maybe just praying that Colorado—Denver specifically—doesn’t
close their processing plant to the lambs produced here in the U.S. is about
all the old mind can handle. This world is a wacky place!
Other than visiting with Dr. Blackwell today, my list of
things that needed to be done is just about a dud. Oh, washed the dog blanket
and got the bank to issue a new card because the old one was pretty messed up
and peeling. Stopped by United and found ONLY pieces of celery instead of
stalks. Picked up bacon pieces to cook, and waited until a young man could
bring up some frozen chicken livers from the back. Hobbled out to the parking
lot and nearly got run over. Knew there was a reason for not going anywhere on
Friday afternoon! Oh well.
Right now, all of the things that matter are going to be
better in God’s hands. Anything this old person tries to do might not be worth
counting. Will do my best to be loving and let it go at that.
Rest well, my friends. You are loved.
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