Whopper in Postcards 4

Our big old TV is installed and working at Margot’s house. New one installed here. Slightly muzzy image….but BIG. I’ve finished the first draft of the “Third Reich Autobahn” article. I delivered Barb’s donated books to the store and need to go in and get them on the shelves.

Done with my Physical Therapy at last. I’ve arrived home with an armload of simple exercises I get to do for the rest of my years. Official diagnosis is spinal stenosis, and an inter coastal muscle sprain that I picked up on Friday. We are not discussing my right thumb that’s bone on bone with bone spurs. Now I have said all that, I can go back to living. I’m mailing off receipts to Barb and Bobbie on my way to the store and feel so functional.

• Himself: Work, work, work. Meeting. Breakfast, lunch, and dinner.
• Herself: PT, write, Breakfast, lunch, dinner, meeting,
• Reading: Francis. Just finished a Box.
• Gratitudes: Rain. Dramatic grey clouds and sprinkles. Such a change from heat and hot.