eeeking out of the month

– Like branches on a tree, we all grow in different directions. Yet our roots remain as one.

 

Starting out slow this morning, no coffee for me. I have one cup a week. Painful, from a pot to one cup a week. oH, I miss my coffee.

I have a notebook full of plans, a Pinterest full of ideas, and a house that drastically needs cleaning. Washer broke, so none of that. Thank goodness it is Saturday and I do have clean undies. I turned on the light for sewing machine. To make me get to it.

One of my cats left a gift under stairs near the litter box. (thanks buddies (d:)

But alas here I am. Now what?

So hard to stay on task. My mind was sidetracked this morning when I recieved a group text from my sister. She has many problems that I do not understand, don’t want to either. It has always been a struggle to understand some of the things she does, why so angry, hateful, unreasonable…I don’t know. I miss her but not her stuff that she contributes to. or mainly starts and makes up.

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“my daughter (blonde) and my sister in 1998”

 

Now no longer speaking. So sad, my family has branches breaking off and dying…………………………………………………………………………to be contiued

 

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