The epiphany created the Christian Work Ethic and I spent the day doing every kind of odd job. I am exhausted. I am too tired to be smart or clever or witty...not that I ever am. But sometimes I make a stab at it.
One of the jobs of the day was to burn some old tax returns and other financial papers. I did that about 1:00. Then about 5:00 I remembered I had found a charming photo of my son tht I had set aside for a special project. I began to hunt for it and could not find it anywhere. After searching and searching I became convinced that I must have accidently burned it. But how could I do that! More serching, more angst. Cupboards, drawers, boxes dug through to no avail. Finally there it was in a manila folder, carefully set apart for safe keeping. A perfect example of cognitive aging. Not Alzheimers, I hope.
So I don't have the energy to contribute anything intellectual here. Not even enough to correct this italicized print. Maybe tomorrow.
One of the jobs of the day was to burn some old tax returns and other financial papers. I did that about 1:00. Then about 5:00 I remembered I had found a charming photo of my son tht I had set aside for a special project. I began to hunt for it and could not find it anywhere. After searching and searching I became convinced that I must have accidently burned it. But how could I do that! More serching, more angst. Cupboards, drawers, boxes dug through to no avail. Finally there it was in a manila folder, carefully set apart for safe keeping. A perfect example of cognitive aging. Not Alzheimers, I hope.
So I don't have the energy to contribute anything intellectual here. Not even enough to correct this italicized print. Maybe tomorrow.
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