What does Fiorella do every day--besides eat breakfast and whine, that is? Well, she's rearranges the contents of her bedroom for daylight, then goes outside to see if, by some miracle, her departed newspaper has arrived, and, the whole time, she is trying to give her left leg a work out as instructed by her therapist. Along the way, she also checks out her home art salon, hoping that the picture of her father-in-law she's been working on has mysteriously finished itself off.
Then she picks up her remote to find out what's happening in the world--which makes her wish that the only thing on TV was "Are You Being Served?" and, of course, her beloved "Unfinished Sky."
Further into the day, she writes to you and to Facebook, the latter of which which isn't as lively as it used to be, and maybe she'll notes down ideas for some poetry or such too. She'd love to write another romance, but that doesn't seem to be in the cards--right now, at least.
OMG--it's twelve o'clock! And when did Fiorella have lunch? Hmmm...she dimly remembers making a snack sandwich out of a couple of pieces of bread and some strips of turkey, so next on her plate must be supper, which will mean she'll also get CHOCOLATE for desert.
On the way to five o'clock, she'll admit she she'll usually rests a little, then labors at the piano, hoping she'll reach third-grade level. Not that she was ever that much of a pianist, but once she hit college, she was pretty dang good at composing.
The rest of the evening is usually pretty dull, but stay posted--Fiorella has some plans she'll be telling you about soon.....
EEEK! ThIS BLOG WAS SUPPOSED TO PUBLISH YESTERDAY!
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