Since my last posting, I've entered the Wilshire Hospice Program, which is to say that things have sped past the speed of light and slid down into absolute down-time, all at once. In other words, neither the brain nor the computer seems to be working properly. But then, as some wag would say, "How ever can you tell?"
But here's an update on my recent Grand Pre-Estate Sale End Times Garage sale, we managed to raise $1,182 for the Wellness Kitchen, They have a wonderful "pay-it-forward" program to help reach and teach people facing health issues who can be helped by way of of good nutrition. They can be located at www.TheWKRC.org or at (805) 434-1885. And for all of you who help me with this project, I can't thank you enough. I'm am so blessed with so many kind neighbors and friends who were ready to step in at a momemnt's notice. My thanks to them all.
So many of those same friends have also been there to help get many things settled as my house, like Penelop's loom slowly comes unspooled. (I'm still trying to figure out just how in hell I ended up with 4 table cloths all the the same color. Yes, it's a nice peachy-pink, but, c'mon!)
In the meantime, life, even in Hospice, goes on. As a matter of fact, that's the credo and while it'll be a bit of a puzzle and a bungle, well, that's about right as well. My hugs to all of you. The precious, fragile thing you hold in your hands every second, well, that's it. Life. Treasure it.