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cyranoSunday was the day Stuart and Amy had convinced me to have fondue for a birthday party. We watched many movies (well, two I think) and ate and were social. Stuart again said 'I need to keep in touch with people better'. I said 'yeah'.
Tuesday I fell down the stairs. They're small (like many stairs these days) and they're carpeted. I was headed down to make breakfast (default name for the meal I remember to eat first) when I heard the graceful sound of my fan plummeting from my window to the bookshelf to the floor. The top half of me whipped about and the bottom half kept going. (It was a Motorcycle song moment.) Minor bruises and exacerbating owies I got falling off the porch.
Wednesday I accomplished many things by phone. And there was fondue at the game, mostly because Megs brought stuff and I helped prep and cook it with the leftovers from Sunday.
Thursday there was a Gayle for lunch yay and we talked about her boy and how he was on probation and dance classes and her parents buying her a house to live in and nothing at all about Neil's game which was kind of neat.
And then I stepped on a nasty plastic tack, which led me to the conclusion that I should just cut off this leg because it keeps attracting injuries.
Today: So far nothing eventful. The recycling bin that I ordered while I was accomplishing things on Tuesday arrived. Stay tuned....
Tuesday I fell down the stairs. They're small (like many stairs these days) and they're carpeted. I was headed down to make breakfast (default name for the meal I remember to eat first) when I heard the graceful sound of my fan plummeting from my window to the bookshelf to the floor. The top half of me whipped about and the bottom half kept going. (It was a Motorcycle song moment.) Minor bruises and exacerbating owies I got falling off the porch.
Wednesday I accomplished many things by phone. And there was fondue at the game, mostly because Megs brought stuff and I helped prep and cook it with the leftovers from Sunday.
Thursday there was a Gayle for lunch yay and we talked about her boy and how he was on probation and dance classes and her parents buying her a house to live in and nothing at all about Neil's game which was kind of neat.
And then I stepped on a nasty plastic tack, which led me to the conclusion that I should just cut off this leg because it keeps attracting injuries.
Today: So far nothing eventful. The recycling bin that I ordered while I was accomplishing things on Tuesday arrived. Stay tuned....