Finally returning to the land of the living today. Can walk some.
The drain was clogged and so I had to go to the hardware store. I asked
at the front of the store, where to find Draino. They said Aisle 26.
It came out like a slow motion, low pitched moan in my head, kind of
like one encounters at a fast food speaker. I leaned over to peak out
the hallway, and sure enough, there were 26 aisles. But there was no
time limit on getting there and back. Sooooow iiiiiiin sloooooow
mooootion, I walked all the way there and aaaaaaall theeeeeee waaaaay
baaaaack. I had to hold the rail to get to the car, but no one saw.
My 12 year old son called, since he is on the way 9 hours to Georgia with his grandma. He
said they were on the side of the road in Asheville with a flat tire. I
said, "are you kidding?" And he said, "yes". Many thanks to his
grandmommy for her help and for taking him to the farm.
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