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Just another day in the life

Awoke this morning to Tickle Me Elmo laughing his fool head off. The Grands aged 5 and 8 find him hilarious. They came and snuggled while watching a little Netflix and then we had breakfast and played Little Big Planet. Sawyer has really improved and it is so much more fun with three players. There …

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I may have gotten down on myself today. I may have done a little inward whining. I may have wished the weather would be different as the barometer hurts my brain. I may have discovered a mistake at work and felt it was the end of the world. I may have been offered a tentative …

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The most I can say about today is that it was the opposite of yesterday. Where there was torrential rain, there now was heavy heat. I kept taking breaks from work to get outside in the breeze if I could find it. Diane and tag-a -longs came with the pick-up truck to help take my …

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I have been hiding a terrible act of waste. Those who care about these things know that I am trying to do my part to save the world. I recycle, reuse, & repurpose everything (if you watched yesterday’s post you would have seen my ‘yardart’ which was mocked). I compost garden waste, just got my …

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I was sitting up late one Sunday night on Salt Spring Island and decided I missed theatre and extra work so I searched Auditions and coming across a new show that was being cast, decided to apply. The very next day I received a request for an audition tape and made one of my commute, …

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Today I don’t feel like doing anythingI just wanna lay in my bedDon’t feel like picking up my phoneSo leave a message at the tone‘Cause today I swear I’m not doing anything Oh yeah, Bruno, I feel ya. Or maybe a little Elton.. And I guess that’s why they call it the bluesTime on my …

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And on the 84th day it became just a diary. I don’t think I could keep calling it my Covid-19 blog once I started putting a toe out into the world and letting it come in to mine. At some point along the way I think I became a hermit rather than an isolator. I …

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