Tuesday, July 28, 2020

Fio Reports In

The next time around, Fiorella hopes we're all recycled so that we become kinder and more loving to each other.
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 Fio was swinging from one desperation to another and back again for a couple of hours today until she finally found her precious list in the waste basket. Yeah, it was that kind of day.
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The septic contract finally came in, but Fiorella is having trouble printing it out. She also went the weekend with Facebook refusing to post her photos. TECHNOLOGY STINKS!
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Fio spent most of the day trying to fit paintings into moving boxes, then cutting up the boxes to fit the paintings, and she's not even half through yet. Yep, her house was an art museum and she didn't even know it.
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For, lo, these many years, Fiorella's housewifely duty was to put everything back in its proper place, and now, her job is to haul everything out of its place and load it into cardboard boxes. It hurts, especially when she packs away her treasures.

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