Monday, December 5, 2022

An unexpected treat.  The tall man visited and lit a presto log in the fireplace in the late afternoon.  My friend, the personal librarian, came to watch the new TV series THREE PINES.  We ate popcorn and left over from Thanksgiving ice cream sundaes for dinner, as we watched two episodes. I felt like I was back in jr. high school again.

The Instacart driver delivered my order to a neighbor’s house.  I received a   notice that the order had been delivered with a photo of someone else’s house. I texted and emailed and went online to the webpage to no avail.  No one was minding the business. My neighbor figured out the problem and brought over my order. Sigh

I am still reading THE INK BLACK HEART and still thinking of abandoning it.  But it feels like I am abandoning distant members of my fantasy family. I have read the previous 5 books. I am on page 300 out of the 900 pages of the book.

Another rainy day today.  I am sticking close to my cell phone as I wait for a call from the mysterious scheduler who controls my world at this time.