Monday, November 7, 2022 (#311)
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I don't think we have anything scheduled, so hopefully-maybe I can accomplish something? Need to be prepared to deal with self-hatred at the end of the day if I don't...
A.M.
If you're reading this, Misty -- yes, it was I who left the mysterious bag of bulbs by your front door. And I'll do it again (if Rebecca gives me more bulbs to distribute)! Insert mad laughter here, etc.
(She probably has a door cam, though, and can play that back to see that it was me.) (Also, I totally would have picked up that bit of trash if I'd noticed it. Oops.)
P.M.
the sky over Lakewood (we had to go to Food Lion for bananas)
Ahh yes, that is indeed my prized collection of used staples. Why do you ask?
This seems worth looking at for ideas: