...should you decide to accept it is to go with the flow and adapt. I am plum worn to a nub from being on the go all the time what with the moving. I can barely remember when I got here but I know the pipes were frozen so I had no choice. Most of the furniture was here already so it's just been a matter of sorting and picking. The rest will either go in the dumpster or be sold at rock bottom prices. Hey big man....lemme' hold a dolla'! Bubba and I were walking the yard yesterday and found two bucks laying on the dead grass. Either the dollar fairy flew or I dropped it out of a pocket. I'm adjusting to all kinds of things like daily electrical usage texts and lost in space mail. I really don't miss the mail, except we did manage to snag my firestick at the old house the other day. I can see it now....my stimulus comes and gets lost!
FedEx delivered my pots and pans to somebody else's house and Amazon immediately refunded the purchase on my gift card so I ordered it again. To the current address. I make daily treks to the house on the hill and load up a box or two. Ethel's little kitchen cabinet is in the back right now along with a bunch of pots and pans. One of the last things I have to get is her tiny tall hutch that I painted. I have a shop vac so I'll blow the dust off before it comes outta' the car.
Ya'll remember who you are ^^
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