Yesterday I cleaned out my inbox, burned my thumb on tortilla steam, talked to my mom, went to the storage unit for a few things.
In the storage unit, everything’s dirty. They leaf blow the dirt right in. It’s pretty gross, coating everything.
This special bag my mom made me is falling apart. I was strangely sad. The yellow is disintegrating.
Picked up some Christmas cards from last year. And the postcard collection I want to dissolve.
A winter coat is too small for me. Maybe I’ll give it to Safe Nest.
People are coming over to help us with the mailings. I txted friends.
Ming put a little space heater by my feet. It’s improved my quality of life.
Oh, the peanut sauce noodles turned out great. The split pea soup even better. I didn’t blend it. We all liked it chunky.