...I think about getting started on a bit of decorating..but I say..."tomorrow..tomorrow I will get out there and dig around in the shed and find those boxes..
So..I go out to the shed..
...slide the door open, peek inside and shut the door again.
Too hot today!
At this rate.. well...
To get to those boxes...I have to go through..HALLOWEEN, then THANKSGIVING,,and then CHRISTMAS.. not to mention SPRINGTIME and then EASTER, ST. PATRICK'S, and SUMMERTIME'S JULY 4th...and finally...finally...way, way in the back is FALL!
I need some sort of organization here...those big plastic cartons stuffed full.
Today..my sweet neighbor across the street came for her morning coffee and chit chat..and said..looking me square in the eye, "WHAT'S THE MATTER WITH YOU?? ARE YOU ALRIGHT?
I just sat down in my chair and sipped on my coffee and said....
"Why do you ask?" and braced myself for what was to come!
It came! SO...in the morning before the heat hits us...
back to the shed I go!
I have to get serious here!
*Goodbye Joan Rivers! You made me laugh! Back when who had the whitest clothes out there on the clotheslines...what floor wax was the best. When there was little else for us but being a housewife OR a secretary. I was starting high school when you were finishing... what a time it all was. You were brave, so brave when you stepped out there and made your mark.
Rest in Peace!