We woke to find someone had been in Michael's car. There was nothing to steal. They didn't break anything, just made a mess from papers that were in the compartments.
Was able to stand long enough to put beef stew in the crockpot. It felt like such an accomplisment.
We went to the doctor's office for my pro-time. My blood levels are doing well. Earned another salad.
I canot believe all the construction going on everywhere. Makes getting anywhere a nightmare.
I didn't feel well most of the afternoon after we returned home. I skipped dinner and went to bed.
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1 comment:
Linda, you've been through so much recently. Don't rush your recovery, because the routine tasks are enough to wear you out. You need your strength to heal. And stew.
Sorry about Michael's car. I hate that some people think it's okay to pilfer another person's property, instead of getting a job and working to earn their own things.
It should make them fair game for a severe a**whuppin'!
Save that for when you get well, though. ;)
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