Uncertain how soon I’ll get the computer set up with WiFi. More details—with pictures—later.

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POSTSCRIPT: OOPS!! I “scheduled” this message thinking I’d be in the process of relocating. NOPE!! They “scheduled me” for another day!!

Or: “Hurry up and wait.”  I’m not very high on the priority list of several business enterprises. After several delays, I was told the movers would be here today. It’s 9:30 and no phone calls or movers. I’ve been waiting for several days for the realtor to come and look at the trailer and take the listing. I expected Tami and Joey to return for more collectibles. I’m tired because I only got four hours of sleep. To bed at ten but awake at two. For three hours I tossed and turned but could not go back to sleep. Up at five… and I’ve done a load of laundry and washed a few dishes. I’m out of boxes, crates, totes, etc., so I can’t pack anything else. It’s already ninety degrees outdoors and, perhaps, equally hot indoors. Time to turn on the A/C.

At noon, the local weatherman displayed pictures of softball–size hail that fell in the Waco area last night. We are told to expect the same later today.

Have you heard that old saying? It relates to the farmer butchering the hog. From my recent pictures, you might think Lorraine saves everything. Well “almost everything.”  The thermal bag will be used one more time. It is falling apart (from old age, like Lorraine). It’s a “dreary” day, with no sunshine, honestly portrayed in the pictures of my yard. A “dreary” day because I hate to give up my independence.

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Things got wet!! Now they will go to the dumpster. My recent labor was destroyed in a few short minutes!!

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Postscript @ 8:35 PM; More rain, less severe.

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Step outdoors and it feels like a blast furnace. At this time, I can’t take a picture of the thermometer because the camera battery was dead—and now on the charger. Ninety-five degrees at 4:40 PM.

What do I do with all these cherished items? (The Bible and photographs—not the picture of Lorraine.) 10:30 AM and already “too hot” to work in the carport.

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Postscript @ 11:30 AM: BUT I’m working in the carport (with sweat dripping off my forehead).

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Postscript @ 4:30 PM: Sorting folders of information indoors because it is 95 degrees outdoors.

Taking a picture of a picture sacrifices quality.

“Downsizing” some of my memorabilia. Tami and Joey will display them at their shop.