GRRRRRRRRRRR!

Chomping away on a large chocolate Easter rabbit, Fio spent twenty minutes canvassing every box she had filled with "storage" to find two of her earlier (unpublished) books that she located last week and put away somewhere for safekeeping. Where the hell are they now? GRRRRRR!
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Fiorella's yard man showed up, took care of the fire ants, and clipped the dead rosemary branches, but, as she found out later when she checked out the stack of bricks hidden in the woods, he hadn't understand that she wanted the bricks, including the ones already there, NEATLY stacked. GRRRRRR!
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Fiorella is paying more than $80 for her monthly garbage pick up, which was just fine when Husband and she filled our trash cans every week, but seems like highway robbery now that she, alone now, puts only a bag or two in the can every other week. GRRRRRRRR!
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Can you believe that, in this time of crisis, the post office is running late, and Fio still hasn't gotten a bill for credit-card purchases that she's been notified she's PAST DUE on? GRRRRRRRR!
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Fiorella planned to write a light, clever blog about her childhood this morning that, she hoped, would give us all some respite from what's going on around us, but such was not to be. GRRRRRRRRR!