IT WILL HAVE TO DOOOOO!
Perhaps I was mourning yesterday. Unlike Claudia, I’m not good at bouncing back from things. She would leap on her bike or go on a hike. I slept. On and off all day, I slept. Not voluntarily, mind you. After I did something, I would fall into the Zzz’s for a half hour or so.
After the pool and breakfast, I dozed off at the computer. I had trouble getting through work and came home to nap. At least, I didn’t fall asleep behind the wheel.
Today I am fractionally better. As Duck would say, “It’ll have to doooooooooo.”
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- Himself: Work is slow. His assistant quit for a better job, and he has been doing the bosses work just to keep busy. BBQ at the “Fresh Air Friday” meeting potluck….he loves doing the cooking.
- Herself: Yesterday was just flat out hard work moving books around. Today I am sewing no matter what. Bringing Joan’s Auntie Pat’s Fruit Salad to the Pot Luck.
- Reading: “The Health of the President’s” Their health from Washington to Clinton…it’s scary.
- Watching: News later with a diet Coke.
- Gratitude’s: That minus a twinge or two, I feel much better. Thank you all for your notes and caring.
Yes, it does sound like grief. Sleep sounds like a good way to do it.
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