For those so inclined, The Daily Office Morning Prayer Tuesday of Holy Week
I'm still getting my butt kicked by the cold that started almost two weeks ago. I'm "chaulking it up" to being older. I've yet to bring a misdirected package to the post office so that's on the agenda today. The veteran's group meets this evening, and I still have to call Mr. Coooper/Rocket Mortgage to find out why May's mortgage payment is $106 more than it's been for twenty years. Living in a state and nation now controlled by a "don't come crying to us - you should have been born into a wealthy family" administration I'm not expecting anything much productive from that conversation. I fully expect that during that conversation Dr. Ricky will call and Terri (next door neighbor) will be at the door to get her water bill, the one that was delivered, in error, to my cluster box.
First things first, I'm going to lie down on the couch and sleep for another hour or two. Truly, this cold is kicking my butt.
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