Thursday, February 7, 2019

Today is full of meetings.  Time to sit down and listen and maybe to give my ideas.  Once again, I see the pile of deer poop on the stairs.  Now the poop is wet and mushy. 

I have a new plan to rid my house of mice but I am reluctant to talk about it because friends have so many opinions and advice. 

While staying at my sick friend’s house I forgot my book.  I looked through her piles and settled on THE BIGAMIST’S DAUGHTER by Alice McDermott.  And I have finished reading MILKMAN.

Last night I turned off the heater and the lights, opened my bedroom window and pulled up the comforter.  I wait for my body heat to warm the bed.  I fantasize getting an electric blanket but my fear of fire is strong.  Finally, I am warm and begin to doze off.