Verve

An opening view of the store.

My colds usually hit harder than G’s, and they last vastly longer.  I smoked more and longer than he…dumb me.  Now asthma, allergies, and continual bronchitis lead all colds to my lungs.  Yesterday despite my truly ugly sounding cough, I snuck out long enough to catch pictures of the Earth Day things at the store. 

At least I’m not contagious.  Today I had even more verve. 

I went to an estate sale with the G.  Tho I didn’t climb to the top of the four story house, I was out of my own home.  I always bring a book with me now.  He had his hair cut, and I read in the almost sunshine.  They didn’t do a bad job either.  I got a lot read.  After a diet breakfast out, I shot some of the other store.  Dresses.

All verve flees in the afternoon when I come home to collapse into a nap.  No great photos this day, but lots of out of the house.  I like that.

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Himself:  Only a few coughs.  No museum.  It’s the gala fund raiser this year, and we didn’t go.  No money, darn it, even discount monies.

Herself:  See above.  LOL  I think I am getting better.  Recovering is such a long slow business when one has been a fool.

Reading:  More Crais.

Balance:  Naps.