My messes are tidied up, George is so organized there were no messes, and I’ve put representative photographs of Comic Con up on facebook. I have made time to exercise after all those Mrs. Fields Chocolate Chip Cookies, and salads are now my middle name. G gained .8, and I gained 3.8 pounds. Every chip was worth it and I’ll do it again next year. YES!
I’ve been back to work and happily shuffled books in and out and sideways. The nice Tuesday Guy got them priced. I got most of them shelved. I am so glad I found a way to give back to the world that fits me so well.
I miss Gloria, and now I miss Joan. Joan has lived in a wheelchair for a great many years, and, even with a foot sore that wouldn’t heal, she would come in to work. Now she has broken a leg and after one call to tell us this, has vanished. When I was hired, the boss mentioned how hard it was to get close to her older workers. So many had died off on her. Now I have the same problem.
Today I tackle the mountains of email waiting for me at all those addresses. I’ll delete old Comic Con shots from both facebook and my photo host. Another goal is to make the great G laugh. Once or twice, perhaps. Maybe I can doze for an hour this afternoon over a book. I can’t imagine the old me enjoying this. Not at all. Yes, I am laughing at myself.