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Love Packages and Brethren Heritage Center.

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Coffee break time—and a Tylenol. Check back later for pictures regarding the delivery of the donations.

Postscript at 12:30 PM: Good afternoon?!

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Eleven miles round trip in
Waco terrible traffic.

Afterthought (postscript): For this trip, the old lady put on a clean T-shirt and jeans, and brushed her teeth and hair.

Another afterthought (postscript @ 5:00 PM): Cold chicken and cold fries do not taste good.

Postscript @ 9:20 PM: A large portion of my life just went into the dumpster. Yes, I hauled boxes to the dumpster and the Waste Management truck will haul it to the landfill tomorrow.

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12:10 PM: Break time, lunch time.

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Postscript @ 4:00 PM.

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FYI: The large box weighed forty-one pounds. The smaller boxes weighed eighteen pounds.

Under “normal” situations, I would NEVER have appeared in public looking as I do. Dirty T–shirt, no bra,  shorts, unsightly hair, B.O.(?), and bad breath(?)!!! Walmart was an afterthought because it is adjacent to the Post Office. Under “ideal” circumstances, I don’t know when I’ll get to Walmart.

Trade in for a newer (younger) model?

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During the night, my legs stiffen so—in the morning—I’m one hundred percent reliant on the cane.

Fearful of another devastating fall, “Yours truly”  is not climbing ladders and not climbing trees. No time for Ancestry.com.

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This was my first trip away from home, since May 2nd. Now I can load more donations into the trunk of the KIA.

In the cool of the morning, I’ve been working in the storage unit and carport. TOO MUCH STUFF!! Some… is “too heavy” and I can only drag boxes, examine the contents, toss items into my trash container, or add to donations already in my KIA. ~~ 9:20 AM and I’m on a much–needed coffee break. Stop the Merry Go Round, I want to get off.

Confession (1): I moved things to the shelter “after dark” because I didn’t want to be observed by neighbors. I don’t like to talk about my fall and the need for a cane. Yes, I had my cane with me. Confession (2): Recently, I removed the dehydrated food packets from sturdy plastic totes so I could use the totes for another purpose. Confession (3): This “procrastinator” never revisited and revised the cemetery book published in 1989.