Well, Bill is home. Monte went and picked up his ashes today. It is just not right. I cannot fathom that that is actually him. I am not ready for him to be a pile of ashes.
A long time ago his son Bradley gave him a beautiful native bent box. He treasured that box more than pretty much any other thing he owned. And now that is where he is residing. He just fit. So now I have my mom in my swear jar and Spod in his bent box. I don't want any more ashes here.
The housekeeper came today. She does such an awesome job. While she was here, Monte and I went down to Serious Coffee and I also got all my prescriptions filled. It was so nice to walk back in to a clean and beautiful house.
Tonight Emily and Austin came out for a steak and baked potato dinner. Mmmmm…so delicious. Nothing like a hot loaded baked potato on a cold winter night. We had a lovely time. Monte played and sang for us and Austin spun a few on the turntable…delightful music.
I got my appraisal today. It came out to exactly what I paid for it. I would have been sad if it had been less!!!
Sorry this is so short and boring. I don't feel so happy today. Tomorrow promises to be a little more exciting. TTYL
I do think you are entitled to share a few moments of melancholy...as much as you make us smile.
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