I have not been hiding, I have been almost living at my library. First we had the book sale and now I'm trying to make sure that our levy passes. I even, mistakenly, got an e-mail from the staff of the library to the staff of the library. I told the director that was probably o.k. as long as I didn't expect the paycheck!
I feel like dog doo-doo. I hope it's allergies, but I slept until about a half hour ago when ds asked me to take him to work.
To add to the misery, one of my best friends from NW Ohio died last Saturday. I didn't know she was sick (maybe she wasn't). I had noticed her e-mails had gotten fewer and farther apart.
Prior to our marriages, 23 years ago, we used to meet at my house on Friday and Saturday nights for what I called guinea pig dinners - something I had never made before. We ended the night by playing Trivial Pursuit or bridge or something.
I refer to a bunch of us as the class of 87 because almost all of us got married in 1987 - the almost got married in 88.
