Thursday morning was divided between reading the Cazalets and sleeping.
Then Misfits arrived, Haleem waving cheerfully, and here's the goods.
Cans for the food pantry, tiny fruit yogurt free for points, container of oat milk no idea why, maybe a promotion, flax seed for the oatmeal wraps, spinach and chicken pieces likewise, potatoes to roast with chicken, apples for mid mornings, strawberries for dessert with regular yogurt, red lentils because I'm out of them, cilantro for all sorts of reasons.
Aside from the beauty of this food, one reason I do the unboxing pictures is in case I need to show Misfits staff wrong items or ask about missing ones. They usually take my word for it though. Nice people to work with.
At some point I have to compose a sheet to accompany the artworks I'm delivering Saturday, bio, remarks, etc. I'll make it brief. General statements instead of listing all the exhibits and public and private collections. It's a lot. Tldr threatens. Also I'm tired.
Thursday was about do a task, rest, do a task, rest, endlessly. My energy flags after a few minutes. Friday will be better. My arm is not too bad today, maybe waving it about helped.
Pot of tea after the food was washed and organized soon. Later oatmeal wraps and roast chicken pieces.
Happy day everyone, very solemn season for the observant, and sad that Jane Goodall has left us.
