QUIET in Postcards 4

Life is very quiet these days. Saturday we ate breakfast out, occasionally holding hands under the counter. We miss the old manager there, and this day there’s another new one. I found it amusing that everyone introduced her as one of their wait persons. Proprietarily. I found that a fascinating thing. The Great G went to work at the museum, and I did laundry while sitting on the front seat of the truck and reading.

We are talking really lazy here.

Sunday I was even lazier tho we did go out for a jaunt into the world. You won’t be interesting in the fact that I got a new pair of baggy linen pants for summer. G got two boring pair of black pants to wear on Sundays. Dinners are beyond simple, and he has been doing the dishes.

By Monday I was a total veggie. This won’t really do you know.

Now it is Tuesday and I am heading for the shower. Clean body from the neck down, and later G will wash my hair with no water in the eye….what more could one want.
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• Himself: Cooked and worked, and back to working.


• Myself: Very swollen hand from holding heavy Harry Potter books. Ice, and only half swollen.


• Grands: Last seen yesterday leaping around in a far away waterpark and having a ball. I know they are ok.


• Photo: 1981, before G. Photo: Connie Anderson.


• Reading: HP5.


• Gratitude’s: George. All of it.