Rainy Days and Sundays

Okay, so this afternoon is both. I was/am sorta antsy, so Mom and I took a walk…and of course, it was starting to rain when we walked out the door. I needed to get out. She just went to keep me company. Part of being antsy is coming from not having nicotine. Part of it is because this house is too damn quiet with both the husband and the Kidling gone. And part of it is something else, but I’m not quite sure what. Walk accomplished; few pictures taken and transferred to the computer. In about half an hour, I need to start cooking the lamb chops, and take my meds. I also should clean my desk and bookshelves. I did manage to get another load of garbage off the back porch.

There is still plenty of color, even though the heavier rain the other day knocked down a lot of leaves.  20191020_143032

Mom and I are sharing the cooking duties tonight: I’m handling the lamb chops, and she’s doing everything else.  I think Mom only knows how to fry lamb chops, and that is so NOT my preferred way of eating lamb. 

I really wish I had some cigarettes.

About Mad Annie, Bronwyn, Ann

I am a wife.mother, writer, cashier (hey, it helps pay the bills), Pagan who sometimes thinks too much. A jackie of all trades and mistress of none
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