I'm so glad it's Friday, and not a moment too soon. It's a sunny breezy bright day out there, although the radio says that it'll rain all weekend.
I've had a punky week. I haven't been in touch with folks, and it's nothing personal.
Yesterday, CN came and stood next to me... very, very, close to me... and called out "Miss Martha" until I stopped what I was doing and looked up at her, and held her gaze. Then she said, "I don't like it when you don't feel good". And I said that I didn't like it much either. And then she said:
"But I REALLY don't like it when you don't feel good. I don't talk about it because I don't want to rub it in."
Is that an odd choice of words? I know what she meant to say, but not wanting to "rub it in"... that's just weird. It's like: bad enough I should have cancer, but to have Marilyn RUB IT IN on top of it!
Oh, well.
So, here I am. I hope I have a nice, quiet, happy, pain free weekend.
That's my story!
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