Ahhhh, the fog has lifted out of my head and I'm beginning to feel like myself again. Hallelujah!
Did I tell you our deep freeze and refrigerator have moved over to the church? I tell ya, put up a few beds and we could live at the church.... Save the church some money having a house!
When we first moved here, please forgive me if I'm repeating myself, I'm prone to do that...old age and all, I took Boy to the local high school. We could not prove that we were residents. The clerk gave me a renter's agreement to sign. It began "I,______________, am at least 18 years of age, ......" I said yes, the church is 105 years of age and not a person.
Clerk: "Oh; you mean you LIVE at the church?"
Me: "Never mind."
See how easy it would have been and I could have said "Why yes, I do live at the church!"
Do you remember my fantastic kitchen paint job? I think I bragged about it and posted pictures here.Kitchen redo
Ta DA::
loverly, isn't it?
All I want is a room somewhere... blah, blah, blah.
The good news is, it will NOT remain this way....I hope!
So, that's what's happening in the Strawberry patch.
Hope your day is full of a lot less holes and is truly Holy.
Toodles,
Your ever optimistic Strawberry
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