The first of July and Fiorella isn't all settled in yet. The medical check-ups are her major stumbling blocks --it's two down and four to go. Oh well, it's better than when the kitchen sink clogged up.
Hmm...someone's been fiddling with the arrangements of the pillows in Fio's bedroom. Will keep you informed.
Whew! Son L drove Fiorella to her bank to arrange for more check books to be mailed to her, then to Hobby Lobby so she could arrange for the separation and reframing of what she had been calling Chinese art, but turned out to be Japanese art.
What about your studio, you ask? Well, it's moving along, but Fiorella doesn't know what to do about her nudes, of which she has a fair number due to that weekly class she told you about. In her old houses, she hung what she considered to be her best poses in the upstairs master bathroom, but her current home is not constructed for for privacy. Translation: your girl shares her bathroom with her four-year-old granddaughter.
Totally changing the subject, Fio is not happy with current choices on Prime Video. Not a one of them can even begin to match Doc Martin or To the Manor Born.
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