Just one of the things I did today was give blood. I imagined myself writing a list of the many other things I did today, but then wondered why? To record only? So that when I read this later I can look back with admiration or regret, pride or dismay? To impress or depress other people?
Let's just say that it's the close of the day, and now:
the girls are asleep, both having had a good solid evening cry for different reasons
D is in the garage, building walls for the Kindergarten bathroom
My left arm is bandaged with a green bandage
the dog is sleeping off vaccines
All is as right with the world as I can, at the moment, make it.
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