Pretend

Sometimes when I get bad news, I want to keep it to myself and pretend it never happened.

Just for a while.

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Y I didn’t call U back

No phone until tomorrow afternoon when I pick it up from where I left it last.

Adjusting and Assimilating

Beautiful view at Huntsman Cancer Center. Surgery went well. Stepping into a new phase.

Assimilating and adjusting.

 

Moving Mortification

Moving was like having an enema in public. All my krap expelled onto my driveway, displayed for random scrutiny.

Uncomfortable,  but necessary.

Treasures Returned

I knew those rascals that stole my decoration box just before Christmas would eventually return them.

One box of 2017 Christmas stuff – found, returned right where I left it.