You know what the trouble with Monday is?
I finally figured it out.
It's like standing at the beginning of a rope bridge stretched across a deep ravine. Only
thing is, with the bridge, you can look over to the other side.
On the Monday that begins our week we can't.
That's the problem.
We can't see next weekend from here.
No telescope, no binoculars, no birds to fly over and back to tell us it's there..
It's frustrating and a disgrace. There outta be a law!
Now, let's see..
We had a Gotcha Day celebration for Penny. She spent the day under the covers.
I guess she didn't want all the fuss.
I saw my heart doc and my ticker's tickin' away. I saw it on a big, black screen and
there was my thickened wall, but nothing to worry about yet.
Our neighbor is moving. They were sooo nice and our time with them was much too
short. I'm glad there are no changes pending in my little world. I'm gonna stick close
for the time being.
Hope you all are well and let's cross the old bridge together. Next weekend, here we come!