No agenda and I can make it up. I will slick up the house
and maybe touch up the dog tracks. Maybe not as it is going to rain. It’s my
excuse for not washing the floors. I have more yard to clean up. The green bin
is nearly full and I can add weeds from Megan’s yard. Had a soulful
conversation with Patrick about the death of his mother. Doesn’t matter how old
we are when we become orphans. It still matters.
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