Your girl lost a lot of sleep last night, then finally decided she was going to turn the house-hunting venture over to Son L and his wife. After all, they'll be living in it for a lot longer than she will.
Fiorella really hasn't been keeping up with her calendar lately and, thanks to the virus, every day is pretty much the same to her--remember that she even skipped Christmas. What Fio is getting around to is that she had no idea that it was FEBRUARY already and that her car was still wearing its paper license plates. She will try to see about that tomorrow while.
Reporting in: Son L and Fio checked out at least four houses today and, as usual, none of them were perfect.
Another report: Fiorella is bassking in glory, quite pleased because in the late afternoon, she, who "doesn't get around much anymore," was able to drive herself home safely from where she'd parked her car at Fish Daddies earlier in the day back to her own hearth, where her devoted doggie awaited her.
Tomorrow, Fio will work on wrapping all her inherited wine glasses, etc., in everything from towels to newspapers to wash cloths for their trip Fiorella's new homeđź’›
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