Yes, I copied this from another website.

…begins with one step.”  Over the years, I’ve donated books from my huge library. Fifty boxes of family history to Brethren Heritage Center, Brookville, Ohio, (2004). Seventeen boxes of health and nutrition books to my chiropractor, Charlotte, North Carolina, 2013. Two boxes of Christian books and magazines, 2016-2017, to Love Packages. Grocery bag full of health and nutrition books to health food store, Livingston, Texas, December 15th. Now (like saying “goodbye” to old friends), I’m packing my remaining health books and will donate to the local health food store (for their library). Also few remaining Christian books to Love Packages.

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It is a pleasure to report that there was a “dent” in the clutter in the living room of my trailer home. Books were packed (with some stored in cargo trailer); book shelves were rearranged; minimum remaining Christmas packed; “odd” items boxed for next trip to Habitat for Humanity thrift store. Furthermore, an empty box in the living room awaiting items to be donated….

A very good day!!

Spelled: d-e-p-r-e-s-s-i-o-n.

“Just the facts, Ma’am; just the facts.”  Famous words from Jack Webb on Dragnet TV series. ~~ The old lady has a variety of quality supplements to keep her in good health. For brunch, add organic steel-cut oatmeal, slow-cooked, with raisins for a bit of sweetness. “I’m cold” was a recent lament. Attempting to warm the trailer, punch the numbers higher and higher. Then the realization: “The furnace isn’t working!! That’s why there has been the odor of propane?!” An RV-friend was consulted about all things propane and the recommendations were numerous. Reading the suggestions, cold and tired old lady wanted to go to bed and cover her head!! ~~ “Cold and tired old lady”  is going to don the Slanket and go back to Dr. Scholl’s heated massager. ~~  An hour later and trailer temperature has reached seventy degrees. “Heat strip” is less efficient.

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I switched from furnace to “heat strip.”  Perhaps an hour later, I “switched back” to furnace. I went outdoors to double-check if it ignited. “Yes,”  but the smell of propane was nauseating!! My eyes started burning. The old lady almost RAN indoors to turn off the furnace. Last winter, I survived the cold weather with “heat strip” and space heater. Space heater retrieved from storage trailer. I’ll “weather” the weather (lol). I’m thinking I’m extremely fortunate there wasn’t a fire that would have (very likely) destroyed my trailer home, KIA, and worldly possessions.

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Last night, 10:00 PM TV news had a story about a woman with forty-five siblings. Her research revealed she is the child of an anonymous sperm donor. Subsequently, she has located forty-five other children from this donor–and there many be additional siblings. Last night (half the night), I was trying to figure out (in my brain) how one would document the family in Ancestry.com. That story, and similar, are available if you do a Google search.

In my “mind’s eye” I can “see” a family structure on Ancestry but (expert that I am) I could not successfully document that family! Was it Jodie, on Full House, who frequently said “how weird”? I echo that observation.

Not what I expected!! It was a special trip into Livingston, to Habitat for Humanity ReStore, to deliver (donate) a lot of Christmas decorations. I took the items in the front door, put them in a shopping cart, and wheeled all to the back of the store (where they price items). I hadn’t planned to “look” (my purse was still in the car). My “walk” took me past a wide variety of chairs. When I returned to the entrance, and cashier, I was rolling the office chair. No price tag (but  learned a modest $30.00). I went back for the Dr. Scholl’s messager (with $8.00 price tag) and plugged it in to check if “it worked.” Immediately, vibration from head to toe!! With tax, the total just shy of $32.00 and I gave them $42.00. In my “mind’s eye,” the trip to Livingston was not about “giving.” My Heavenly Father wanted me to “receive” a “more comfortable”  computer chair, and the messager. The decades-old “other” chair is already in the KIA for next trip to Habitat thrift shop. (I’m intent upon “downsizing.”)

No “new” full body massager located; look at the price for half the size. Look at the price of a “similar” chair.

“Your’s truly”  is in love with Dr. Scholl’s massager–with heat!! Oh so comfortable with my “slanket”  and Dr. Scholl’s!!!

Cold, cloudy, windy morning!! Outdoors, standing water puddles from occasional rain. Old lady is tired, with aches and pains. Discouraged because pictures would not “up-load” from Canon camera and Picasa. Google retired Picasa several years ago but I’m a creature of habit and still use that software program. I hate this time of year because TV (et al) emphasis on Christmas and families, parties and presents. I’m eager for 2019. Right now (9:45 AM) I want to go back to bed (and cover my head). Clarification, I love Jesus but He gets lost in hustle and bustle.