this morning when I was waking up, I was surrounded by my little creature comfort stuffed animals. It’s practically the only things I got to keep. The movers came late but finished up at noon. They took a lot. I have to sell the refrigerator and washer and dryer and am gong to have a garage sale. what doesn’t sell, goes to nephew or Salvation Army. speaking of salvation, the mover was a Christian. that’s why things went smoothly. It’s always smoother when my sister isn’t in there to frustrate the process.
I feel freer now.
also speaking about salvation, here’s Amy Grant: don’t Try so Hard
I miss the sound of the grandfather clock.