TODAY WILL BE BETTER!

It started out as such a nice, well-planned day--calls to The Employee Retirement System and Ameritrade in the morning for needed IRS information, an early afternoon appointment at the bank to consider refinancing, then a trip to the post office, then a late-afternoon appointment  with the plumber because Fio's house seemed to have diarrhea--her toilets were over-flushing and her faucets were leaking. Then the roof fell in on her head--figuratively.
        The basic problem was the extras she was trying to slip in between appointments--a call to UT's East Slavic Studies office, the Texas Employee Retirement System, and Ameritrade, a long phone call from a friend in Virginia. Then there was the notification that she had screwed up her blood test, the connection to her computer mysteriously failing her, and, to top everything off, her dog scattering her carefully stacked notes onto the floor with her magnificent tail.
       Has Fiorella ever told you how much she dislikes not being in control of her life?
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Fio is trying to train herself to use her ever-diminishing foreign language skills more: "Gdyeh ist mi libreta ?"😉
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Fiorella was twenty-nine when she became a mother, way out of step with the times. Now, late parenthood is the name of the game. IT'S NOT TOO LATE--HINT, HINT!
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