We are off to Fort Rosecrans. We are off to an estate sale, to Costco, to have some relaxed time, and perhaps to get rid of some of the too many art works or too many pieces of silverware that are stored down in to bottom of the house.
Later this evening, I get to speak again to a group of 300+ recovering people. I get one whole minute to have my say. Get a sponsor, I’ll tell them, work the steps, brush your teeth, and something else I don’t remember, ah yes, don't think. Maybe I will still remember what that last one is by seven o’clock tonight.
We shared the flowers between Dale and John and Ruby. I try to stop by Dale's marker every once in a while as I think no one else does....then again, how would I know. We bot some rib eye trimmings and a coffee grinder. Neither of us like how the coffee we make tastes. Like MUD isn't our preferred coffee.