You Tell'm, Fiorella!

 Running late--Fio's computer went out on her. Apparently it was something about the way she closed it down, which she still doesn't understand. Whatever, thanks to Son L, she's back on the job again.

Although the sun is shining brightly, the wind is slapping the tall bushes outside Fiorella's bedroom against her window to announce that Halloween is soon upon us. Granddaughter has finally settled on her costume--or maybe she hasn't--but Fiorella is hoping that she'll put together a majorette-gypsy-cowgirl outfit like your girl did way back one.

Fio is still working on the studio, and it's amazing how much more room there is in it now that she's reluctantly cleared out most of the boxes. It's hard to trash things that, while you were preparing to move, you scoured the house, post office, and supermarkets for.

On the way home from a kiddie park, Son L stopped at the local H-E-B and, while he and Granddaughter shopped, Fiorella stayed in the car, pulled out her trusty tablet, and wrote down goals for rerouting her life. Her time for being a victim is over. She will not let a stupid snowstorm and difficult people determine her future. Onward, Fio! Reach for the stars! 

ANNOUNCEMENT! THE FIRST THING SHE WILL DO IS TALK TO PEOPLE ABOUT REWORKING HER CLOTHES CLOSET SO IT SUITS A GROWN WOMAN RATHER THAN A CHID. Then will come work on the bathroom she shares with her granddaughter, who doesn't have even half the make-up Fiorella does!