... to the week, thanks to quiet bread making at 2 a.m., my usual great, comforting breakfast, my stellar iced coffee, and remaining quiet with H still in bed. She had a bad weekend, new health issue, and of course this affects me.
We may have lost our vagabond moment. Health issues may prevent a road trip. One day at a time, as they say.
Getting back to ukulele. Exercises, get back up to speed.
If H were better ... and if I had some respect in this fickle town, life would be perfect.
We may have lost our vagabond moment. Health issues may prevent a road trip. One day at a time, as they say.
Getting back to ukulele. Exercises, get back up to speed.
If H were better ... and if I had some respect in this fickle town, life would be perfect.
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