As the new week begins I’m conscious that Ma has a lot to do sorting through all Dads papers.
He sure did love to keep records and I don’t mean LPs.
Ma is finding things from twenty years ago but she can’t find the things she really needs.
Nerves were a little frayed yesterday afternoon to the point that I thought I saw stream coming out of her ears.
She made it very clear to me and Nala that our presence among the papers was not preferred.
She closed the door on us but I lay outside it so she felt my good vibes.
It did the trick she survived.
Blessing#2892-Rip Off
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