Wednesday. Receptionist went home at lunch after much dramatic swooning and coughing up of lungs this morning.
So, no, I didn't get to go to the coffee shop for beading Wednesday. Upset?
Steve's got the gun range tonight. I was too wiped out to do my writing pages for my journal. We'll see how it goes tonight.
And I've been boosting up on my vitamins and so forth but I'm feeling like Candy's cold is trying to get me. I'm running away.
It won't get me.
Have a good day
Much love,
PK the Bookeemonster
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