Faux pas.

Because the “landlady” failed to close the door to the storage building (last night), some little critter(s) got into the bags of bird seed. So-o-o, in 97 degrees temperature, I had to clean up the mess.

Nothing accomplished this morning because many CARE residents took a First Aid class. (Several months ago, I took the CPR training.) Even before the current class, I reviewed–and refreshed–my large collection of first aid supplies. Furthermore, I’ve packed a “stuff bag” with a blanket, small pillow, towel, and toiletries. A third bag has the emergency radio, and emergency flashlight. I hope, and pray, I’m not having a premonition of a hurricane in our area.

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