ORTS AND LOAVES in Postcards 4

  • Nov. 7, 2018, 11:36 a.m.
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One of two book sorting areas.

• Two days a week, I work three hour turns in a basement. Yes, I am having a grand time. No the dust isn’t getting to me. I take enough allergy meds to sink a horse. There are two rooms. This basement is one, and the other is an old garage area as the entrance.
• Unfortunately, I confused one of the ladies yesterday. It isn’t help when you end up confused. I apologized then but will say more tomorrow.
• My Childhood friend, DA, has called several times this week. I know her son dials for her as I can hear him talking in the background. How glorious to hear her voice just as it always has been. How really sad she has dementia, but it is wonderful that her son and his wife are there to take care of her.
Himself: He started work at 0530 this morning so he can get off work early for his preop. There’s a lot of stuff he doesn’t know…I shall let the doc tell him what he can’t do. LOL
Myself: Book sale coming up on the 3rd Saturday. The old Boss said she wasn’t selling cookbooks any more. I’m told, that they suddenly have reappeared.
• I’m pleased and not pleased about the election results. Too many Trump supporters were elected. The yelling and negativity will continue. I shake my head sadly.
• Working on a new area of my past. Writing it out. I certainly did have a checkered life and am very embarrassed by myself today. You could say that I have a pretty boring life these days.


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