The City has broken my will.
I am exhausted.
The fabulous Dean has moved me into his apartment upstairs with Dave and Christine. I'm on the spare bed in the middle living room until I move my necessities over to my friend Olga's in Manhattan. It'll be just a few days.
Perhaps I'll feel like retelling the tale next week.
Tomorrow I can catch up on my other Thanksgiving holiday events.
1 comment:
I got here from Kevin's blog and was only going to "skim and scan" a few entries, but ended up reading all your recent posts. I admire your spunk. I admire your spirit and your courage. Linda from Upstate NY
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