All's Right with the World

While clearing out her office, Fiorella came acrross a yellowed slip of paper that said "forty-two and floundering," which shows you that she's always been a little off course😄
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Your girl woke up this morning feeling great, probably because she found her cell phone--which had been missing for four days--in her purse, which she swears she had checked out (as well as the car, the garage, every room in the house, and the back yard) twice, if not thrice over.
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She's also been heartened by finding some of her teen-age poetry. Move over, Keats and Shelley--Fiorella's about to claim her own spot in the poetic limelight!
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What's on your agenda today, Fio? 
     Well, despite my pledge to work on Lolly's story today, I'll probably be doing a lot more packing. On the other hand, since I've usually ended up packing when I have promised myself to work on Lolly, I might make a turn-about and actually work on Lolly. Got that? 😀
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Fiorella's also been heartened by realizing that having a Realtor means she is off the hook regarding the back yard, the front yard, and the new house search. There is only so much that even a work horse like Fiorella can handle at the same time.
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Then there's Son's promise to come over with his brother-in-law next weekend and not only move the extra bricks back into the woods, but help with the packing. Even with a ladder, Fio can't reach high enough to take "THE BEST IS YET TO BE" poster she stuck on the upper-hall wall years ago when she and husband were celebrating their anniversary.
     And yes, the best IS still left to come--for all of us 🧡