IT'S A HOLIDAY in Postcards 4

I don’t know about you, but I am inundated by appointment reminders from my doctors. On line. They jam up my inbox and give me pause about all the paperwork to be filled out. I should be appreciative. Instead I feel like an old lady who wants to be left alone.

I reply to them all as fast as I can so I can get on to playing online, showering, having lunch….you know, the good stuff. No pool today as the air is black with smoke. The sun was a screaming red, out of focus circle as it sank into the sea last night. Frightening. I remember fires scaring me like that in the 60’s. California is burning to the ground.

“Your dreams will become a reality,” says my latest fortune cookie. If you want me, you can find me playing with the new Photoshop. Yes, I am having fun with it, and I am grateful they haven’t changed with program too much.

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Himself: Has no plans. He told me so.
Myself: Shower, lunch, then Photoshop before dinner.
Reading: A Dick Francis I don’t remember, but I do remember the cover.
Photo: Comic Con 2012. This one needs cropping.
Gratitude’s: That we are retired.