Heroically, I finished the train trip album in two half day stints. This is really good stuff. I sent off three poems to the Writer’s Digest Poetry Contest. That’s a truly monumental step in overcoming uncertainty. Today I need to write a new poem.
Of course, I need to send my other Kay a note saying thank you for the magnet from the Stan Hywet Gate House. She was in Akron and hadn’t realized that Ohio wasn’t all education and farming, it’s also the home of AA. Bob and Bill, the founders of AA, first met at that gate house.
I also need to say no to my book club selections. Yes book clubs still exist, and yes I still belong to the Mystery Guild and the Sci Fi Book Club. I bet if I put Book Clubs into Google, there would be a lot of them. I won’t. Just for you.
Something in one of my feet is stuck too. It works if I walk on the side of it. Perhaps I should call my neighbor, “Elbow of Death.” Last time she unstuck it by standing on it. Gotta make sure I laugh at myself all day. That’s the best pain med around.