my pinched finger is better. after a week. i'm getting back to myself.
i listened to healing while blogging, washing, gaming. so great. i finished washing, sorting and left basket at curb to open car and laundry man brought heavy wet clothes and loaded in car for me. i like having help. i don't know why this blog is malfunctioning. i can work around it. if i want i can go to sunny vale or cup. they're open. or 24 hour gym. i went to college safe way parking backward with street view. oblivious kid parked at curb messing in car while his cute little puppy is running around in street. i shout 'your puppy is going to get smashed' just as a car goes by. he runs, grabs it and puts it in car. he waves thanks and i wave you're welcome. in the store i found clearance frozen atkin's chicken margarita $2. good lunch. i went to mission and paid city, no gaming even though strong signal. i came home 11:30 in time for second 'f troop'. i cooked chicken, wheeled in basket, hung clothes while watching tv. it occurred to me i could take all day to hang clothes. very freeing and relaxing. i used to rush hearing mom yelling at me to hurry up. she never yelled at my sisters but then like dad they never did anything. kathy readler thought dad was dead because i never talked about him. he never did anything. it made him sick lying around. and he was depressed. the family tradition. the 'life of reilly-lying in a hammock' inactivity all day killed him.
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