Day 8
Can't handle work, mourning and funeral planning.
Called in and put myself out until next Wednesday.
Went to check emails.
Need to provide security messages to log in.
Can't remember security message.
Account locked.
On half hour later, finally figured out how to get hold of real person
at Yahoo. I need to be able to prove non-Yahoo email account or phone to text info.
I don't text. Husband home so he takes care of answering emails to Yahoo.
New password set up.
Ahh, back into emails.
Out of caffeine coffee, the Blonde Blend Starbucks Willow de-caf coffee that's been stored in the freezer for 6 months isn't what I need.
Get on little red bike to go to Starbucks for bag of the real stuff and my free coffee.
Caffeine in system, much better.
Make smoothie for breakfast.
I use a new Trader Joe's antioxident mix that includes pomegranate arils (seeds) .
The seeds don't breakdown so there big seeds the smoothie.
I'll call it extra roughage.
Just stood by the sink and spat out the shells.
Now it's 10:30 am.
Next dog wash and walk. Poor Sam-the-dog has been so ignored.
He stinks and needs some attention.
12:00
Dog washed, dog walked.
kitchen sort of clean.
Laundry Hanging.
Plants watered.
What, it's supposed to be 113 on Sat?
Have to keep Daddy's plants alive.
Finally, a moment to cry, to remember, to mourn.
Found that moldy rotten sweet potato in the kitchen closet
that I've been smelling for the last week.
Dust bunnies off bedroom floor
Look in garage for Windex, the door is open.
Oh no where is Sam?
Can't lose Sam.
He's on the front lawn.
Come Here Sam
Good Boy
Duck breast reward.
2:00 pm
Listening to WomanChild jazz singer.
Walking around with KindleFire 8" tucked in the back of pants.
Giant earphones plugged in.
9:00PM
Ready for bed.
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