Bill had to go to Birmingham for work and was up at 5:10 am to make his 6:20 train. He'll get home about 9:30 tonight. Oh, I so don’t miss this!
Today I need to go to the bank to open a new account (v. boring) and to a funeral at noon. One of the sewing group ladies lost her husband to lung cancer after at least 6-8 months of treatment and all its repercussions. Why anyone still smokes these days is beyond me.
Still, the really longest day of the year is yet to come: soon, but yet to come.
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