Monday, December 31, 2018

Last day of the year.  I am waiting for the plumber to come to replace the leaking garbage disposal.  Two days ago the home repair person came to fix the broken mail box. I read the Sunday times this morning while I drank my first cup of coffee.  I didn’t really read it.  I glanced at the headlines and looked at the pictures.   My self appointed job is to keep everything moving.  Wash dishes, put stuff back, and take out the trash.  My fear is that I will be overwhelmed with chaos and mess.