Fiorella is bereft. Baby, her laptop, is at Click for what Fio had hoped would be a quick fix, but has turned out to be an extended stay. Life is odd without Baby. Fiorella has figured out how to maneuver her way through Husband's entangled programs to find her blog and thus can post every day, but she can't reach the morning news, can't research idle items that come to mind, and can't get to her email or her romance work-in-progress. You might say she's on furlough.
On the other hand, she's cleaning up her downstairs desk, working out plans for those purses she told you about, and venturing upstairs to try to redeem her supposed study from Son's occupation.
But she'd rather have Baby back in her loving arms again.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
Posts
No comments:
Post a Comment