71 days of gratitude
Tuesday, April 24, 2018
Well, I've been ON the wagon, UNDER the wagon, dragged by the wagon, manhandled by a dr. wtih a knife on my toes and now I'm looking for the dadgum lost wagon.
But I know it's here and friends are tired of waiting for me: "Where have YOU been, woman??".
I have another couple of weeks on the road away from home but I'm going to try my best.
I bit the bullet & bought new biking clothes last night..you know the kind...for 9 yr old bodies.
Tried them on this a.m. Looking in the mirror, I scared myself & screamed!
Taking them back to the store.
I will have at least one leg ON the wagon by tonight.
I'm grateful to know SP & SP friends are here ... even when I'm crawling.
What a wonderful group of friends! Thank you a million times.