Apologies

Oops, for some reason, Fiorella has found it hard to keep up with what date it is lately, maybe because she writes the day before her blog is published, maybe because she's home alone more than ever, maybe because  she's always trying to cram two days' work into one day, and maybe-ahem--because she'd getting older. Take your pick.
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This coronavirus thing scares the hell out of Fio, as, I'm sure it does you. It's not just because she's in the more vulnerable age group, but because she's having to change her way off life. It's also bringing out the worst in people, like the profiteers who clean out grocery stores to make a killing when things get worse.
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In the meantime, Fiorella is again attempting to gather together Lolly's story, which is difficult because your girl has found about ten slightly different versions of it.
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Why the heck does Fio put together different cute outfits for herself every day when the only one who ever sees her is her dog?
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This is so strange, but at the same time that Fiorella is worried about the virus, she a is finally recovering from that three-month siege of whatever it was that's made her the Kleenex queen of her social set.