The day’s events were an assortment of turmoil. The morning had a session of throwing together a list for the homemaker aide. She was to get a replacement for the air bed which rapidly lost it’s air. That, among other things, was a deal in itself as she did go to the drug store after one and they had none. Meanwhile, feeling a bit foggy while she was gone led to an attempt at a rest on it. A weak place gave out, and the thing was completely “dead.” A patch job is, maybe, in place.
Several other things are not in order more so than usual. And, of course, the holiday itself is at hand. At least there are a few things around to approximate an actual Thanksgiving remembrance in a few hours (after an attempt at some more proper shut eye on what is left of the.bed arrangement). Well, the thought is present and a few details are present. And, there’s nothing new about instability in fundamental life. There are things to be thankful about; and, at least there can be a pause for that.
Is The Wish For All
Tomorrow is always another chance.