“Wooooo-hooooo! Shooooore did feel good to see a paintbrush in Paintist’s hands again this morning!” Thalia’s face was dotted with watercolor freckles. “Annnnnnd — we have something new to write about!” Urania’s eyes were closed and her forehead rested in the palm of her hand. “This will NOT be good for her credit rating.”
I’m certain I heard Urania channeling Winston Churchill, “If you’re going through hell, keep going.” I wonder why she directed that at me? Why not something warmer and fuzzier?
Oh yes. My left thigh is in great disagreement with all plans requiring mobility. This morning’s first tromp with Izzie was nearly unbearable. Despite urges to sit down and just not walk home (for a while), I kept going.
"If only I could focus on one thing at a time, I might get something finished," Rose sat back and sighed. "But then again, I will finish these projects as long as long as I keep going and don't give up."
T-shirt: “Deja moo: When you know you’ve experienced this bullsh*t before.” 😁
There were soooo many diverse bills when my late father-in-law was going through the final year of his life. Deb and her mom would spend nights at the dining room table working out which needed direct payment, which needed to be sent to the insurance company, which *HAD* been sent to the insurance company, and which had already been paid and... why had this piece of paper been sent? (About a page and a half of itemized costs, totaled at the end, and showing as paid AT THE END — what, they had to bury the lede?) In the end, there were only a few costs Deb & I had to cover (a retired minister's pension wasn't much, but his healthcare was AWESOME), so Happy Ending. I hope the same falls true for you, Gail! 💚
Shore nuff need to get hold of the insurance company and see what the heck happened!
Great story, Gail! It's growth for shore!!
What didn't kill us made us stronger or so they say. Personally I don't want to be any stronger.
I’m certain I heard Urania channeling Winston Churchill, “If you’re going through hell, keep going.” I wonder why she directed that at me? Why not something warmer and fuzzier?
Oh yes. My left thigh is in great disagreement with all plans requiring mobility. This morning’s first tromp with Izzie was nearly unbearable. Despite urges to sit down and just not walk home (for a while), I kept going.
Thank you Nia. And Winston. 🥴
"If only I could focus on one thing at a time, I might get something finished," Rose sat back and sighed. "But then again, I will finish these projects as long as long as I keep going and don't give up."
T-shirt: “Deja moo: When you know you’ve experienced this bullsh*t before.” 😁
There were soooo many diverse bills when my late father-in-law was going through the final year of his life. Deb and her mom would spend nights at the dining room table working out which needed direct payment, which needed to be sent to the insurance company, which *HAD* been sent to the insurance company, and which had already been paid and... why had this piece of paper been sent? (About a page and a half of itemized costs, totaled at the end, and showing as paid AT THE END — what, they had to bury the lede?) In the end, there were only a few costs Deb & I had to cover (a retired minister's pension wasn't much, but his healthcare was AWESOME), so Happy Ending. I hope the same falls true for you, Gail! 💚