Your girl didn't really have anything to do today but wander between her smallish bedroom and largish studio this afternoon so she decided to get them both looking their best. The bedroom was relatively easy because Fio's tops are all in her small clothes closet and the rest of her bedroom is so small that she can't fit anything in it but her bed, a large wardrobe chest, and (sideways) two smaller chests (underwear, etc.) Ah, for the good old days when she had a bedroom twice this size, a large closet, and a husband/dog to share both of them with with.
Space wasn't the only thing she used to have--she also had friends back then because she kept up with old ones in Austin and new ones in Georgetown, but now, because she lives in a new neighborhood much younger than she is, your girl is lonely. (God bless her loyal friend who lives in Vermont.💗
As you know, with Daughter driving, Fio visited the local Senior Activity Center last week and was thinking of joining the Wednesday afternoon's painting group, but when she called back (once yesterday, twice today) to find out if the city or center could provide transportation, no one answered the phone. Hmm...maybe one has to appear in person to be noticed.
Whatever, Fiorella is not accustomed to this kind of treatment, and bundled all together, it hurts her soul.
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