Gmorning. I was up so late last night because A was here till after 1am. Then at 5am Ming’s alarm went off and I couldn’t go back to sleep. So I wrote a letter and here I am. The sky is starting to light.
Ming cleaned out the freezer. Goodbye to the old frozen bananas, ancient corn. We are rich in coffee, we realize now. Too bad I don’t drink coffee. Well, not really.
We used to do Food Not Bombs every Sunday morning. Then tons of drama happened and things changed. But we still have a bucket of pinto beans as a sad souvenir.
Well, it’s a holiday tomorrow and no mail. My pile of outgoing is quite a stack and the weekend is young.