Maybe tomorrow? in A small but passable life.

No new frig today. We waited. A phone call in the late afternoon informing that it will be delivered between 11am and 2pm tomorrow. We’ll see.

So, today was as all days have been, should be.

I’ve been wondering, how odd is it that two women who at one time consumed so much of my life and that I’ve not heard from in years would contact me in the same week. It has to be the universe fucking with me. Surely.

Anyway, I shall continue on.