My guts are broiling. I don’t know why. I had pizza from Panago and it is my usual order twice a month or so but tonight it really left me feeling ill. I had to come home so I could take a pill and put on my jammies. I am sure it is just indigestion but it is intense.
This morning i got up in time to get a few things cleared out of the way for Justin, the plumber. He arrived early and together we got the plumbing installed for the water conditioner coming tomorrow. He also connected the water to the fridge for the ice maker and offered to come back when the dishwasher arrives if I need him to. He grew up in Cranbrook and is 34 so between Rae-Anne and Ashlée in age. We were trying to figure out if he knew them when he said “that’s amazing”. I asked what was and he said I didn’t look old enough. I kind of needed that as I am growing out my grey and currently feeling every minute of my age.
I headed into the office for a bit before Sean was available to bring me in his truck to get my other countertops and shelves. Went back to the office and started working on a file that was last done by Jackie. The first envelope I began working on had a sticky note written by her on it. I was moved. I am keeping it. (Recap: she was my closest human as well as the accountant who finessed my skills and in the spring of 2019 she had a brain aneurysm and is in a long term care home)
I also have to say I was relieved when earlier in the day the wife of my upset friend from yesterday texted to say she saw the text and I wasn’t to worry. Everything would be ok and they love me. That is a big sigh.
The Culligan man comes in the morning and I am looking forward to the last day of the year.
Ashlée did a fabulous job of the Greater Guedes Family Santa picture.
triumphgal 