Relax--your girl is not going to jump off a cliff. Not only does she has she put all her stupid pills in correct amount and order again, but Son L took her on an expedition (masked, of course) to H-E-B, and then, as a side-trip, stopped by Walgreens so she could pick up her meds. On the other hand, she hasn't started working on poor, leftover Lolly again.
The joy of the day was seeing Granddaughter run around the house in her Little-Red-Ridinghood outfit, although her daytime choice was no indication that was the one she would wear for Halloween. Apparently B has a couple more costumes in her closet. Hmm...wonder if she could trick-or-treat the block, then change clothes and move from house to house again...and again...and really make a haul.
Your girl may not have worked on Lolly today, but she did go through another of bag of family photos, weeping as she went. There are still more to go, but Fiorella is thinking about putting them aside for a while. You can only cry so long before you turn into mush.
Fio is thinking more and more about the renovation of her child-size clothes closet. She's even started drawing plans, which may or may not work. Then, of course, there's the bathroom she shares with B.
And between your girl's health, Halloween, family, and remodeling, she's been reading an old romance by Susan Elizabeth Phillips to get in the mood again.
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