3:37 p.m.
74 degrees, no wonder I changed to shorts
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On the left top, pictures by son. One I already
had and probably showed you. The bottom face could be male from the look
of the hand and that is an era of long hair in 87. Well even now. Awfully
pouty lips. On the right pictures drawn by my cousin, framed by son.
Yes I know they aren't straight. So sue me. The wall color in that room
put a different cast on them all. Yep it is the birds room! And to
think people told me I would not find a place for them. :-)
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Daughter suggested I fix a large box and gather up the small lamps as I popped my head in here to ask something. I forget what I was doing at the time. I had broken down the vaporizer and had it soaking in vinegar, I had cleaned something called Homemedic that smelly scent was added to and it ruined the cheap little table's paint job.
We had already had our fast food (I probably put the 7 lbs. back on) so off I set gathering up lamps. The first one the knob had broken completely and would require pliers to turn it on. She said save the shade and pitch the lamp. So I did. Then I headed for the master bedroom and disconnected the clock and the lamp and began to feel bad. I started to cry, I couldn't quit, I sat down on the edge of the bed and cried and cried. Poor Wil must of heard me and came to see what happened. He told me to leave the room for awhile and I did. I went outside and started pulling weeds and cried harder. I asked him to come pick up the beautiful bird bath some critter must of knocked over trying to get water. That hurt even more. No more stuff for the birds or squirrels either.
Daughter soon came out with a glass of water and one of her pills that she had given me when Scott died. In the other hand was an oatmeal/raisin cookie. At least if the neighbor heard me she knows why.
I did pull myself together and I did get the lamps out. But the clock looked like it was attached to the Sleep Comfort bed he has. Got Wil to check, yet that little cord goes up into the bed somewhere. Today I found the instruction book. That doesn't have to be there, an extra to gently vibrate the bed I guess. Now that made me laugh. Until I thought about how much trouble he had getting to sleep. For years he has had problems, that's why all the relaxtion cd's and books.
Leaving for home we drove to TW and turned in his converter boxes and had the account closed for good. Yeah I fought tears on that after we left.
Tomorrow Tony and Wil are supposed to go up, Tony to do some yard things. Guess what the weather says? I'm not going, 3 don't fit in a truck. Besides my body hurts from yesterday.
Today I found the missing appliance instruction books and was tickled pink. Wil could of sworn he went through every one of those folders a hundered times. This was only the biggest folder aside from his dental one. Guess I'm good for something.