A Rabbit and the Autobahn in Postcards 4

We have grapes but few book donations at work. It’s time to rotate books out, but I have nothing to replace them with. You would be very proud of me. I didn’t buy any grape anything….perhaps I should have bought a lemon pitcher. I did bring home a rabbit.

“What are you going to do with that?” Several coworkers asked.

How can I tell them that it was the saddest bunny there. “Oh, I am going to wash him and give him to a granddaughter,” I said. He’s sitting on the sofa now.

I’m going to write about the history of the Autobahn. I’ll tie all those other Nazi essays together with this last road story…..while the rabbit watches.

• Himself: Feeling really well after eating too much at the Brigantine last night.
• Herself: Did the water bootcamp this morning. It was lots of fun. Do an outline of the Autobahn essay then see how Windows 10 does on our antique laptop.
• Reading: The “Box” short stories. Only a few left. A good read.
• Gratitudes: That when I collapsed a few years ago, I had enough sense to go see the doctor. Yes, I spent a week in the hospital and they took my driver’s license away. I survived. A man had a seizure in the gym this morning, and he refused to go to the doctor’s or be transported by the medics. Both G and I are shaking our head about this.