No joking on this April Fools’ day. Nothing is funny: no dog
groomer, no haircut, no lawn guys, no carpet cleaners. I need groceries and I can’t
go to the store. The sun rays showed up the dust and dog hair on the floors. I
need a burst of domestic energy to get me moving now. Megan’s house closes today
and that will nearly drain my savings account. I offered it and saw no reason
for her to wait until I die to use it.
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