Since the cleaners came Friday I made myself scarce as usual, pausing only to leave out a few clothing items in case they'd like any or all.
Then, forgetting Ruth and Laura, still on the charger, can't think of everything, me and Carol Cane went to the library.
Between reading the latest Osman, a really funny, very good read, with new characters to be the future cast in the series, I noticed two men in the gallery arguing and laughing and hanging a show.
I'm always so proud of the gallery and how we bet, correctly, there was enough art talent in our little town to keep a gallery supplied indefinitely with excellent art.
I was sitting in the food-permitted area, and at the right you'll see the table where the public puzzle is set up.
And I found another use for Carol. To protect my neck I have to hold books and screens up to read, which I do at home using a pillow.
I found that Carol's handle stood in just fine. It's padded and soft, just the ticket.
And I did some stealth campaigning, leaving postcards in the bathroom and the area for newspapers and flyers
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