TGIF

At least I think it's Friday. With all that has happened globally in the last two months, days have blurred. I retired almost two years ago and I don't remember forgetting which day of the week it was. But now it seems I only remember when I take my morning pills from the weekly pill dispenser, oh yeah, it's Friday. I look forward to the weekend as hubby will be home from work and we will embark with an errand or two (yes, we wear our masks and have hand sanitizer with us.) And or course the usual chores, weeding, mowing, cleaning the basement. Keith works as Administrative Assistant at our church, Ellettsville First United Methodist. He wears many hats each morning (he works mornings) and never knows what to expect when he walks in. I'm sure he is glad TGIF too. It's been quite the week for him with power surges and panicking about losing files on his computer. But all is well, I better go and make lunch for us. Have a wonderful weekend.