….of emails from the benefit we did for Nick.
Probably was a mistake. I was not having the best day yesterday. I haven’t felt that ‘out of sorts‘ in a while. Just didn’t feel the day was right. I’m just glad it’s over.
I’m sure that was part of the problem. Never seems to be enough coffee….
I awaken in the mornings with my eyeballs dried out and rolling around in their sockets, I swear. I have NO idea what my eyelids are scraping on when I try to blink. And I have a cool mist humidifier going all the time now.
FNG is talking of bringing white chili on Friday. I should dig out my bread recipe and bake a fresh loaf to add to the meal.
Two 4 day weekends are coming up. YAY….Then no vacation days or holidays till Memorial weekend the end of May. I’m gonna have to go somewhere in March.
Or go crazy.
Today I am going to leave you this to ponder on. It came from documentary I watched called “Unseen” about a serial killer of Black women. The neighborhood pastor says “I never know when it’s the last time I am going to be talking to someone I love…..” This is very true.