Daughter-in-law repaired my computer--or at least the Face Book part of it that had Fio totally bewildered because it had been showing nothing but cutesy animals for the last couple of months. Now, your girl likes animal pictures as much as everyone else, but there is a limit!
Fiorella is having a hard time--it's transportation again. Damn-- why wasn't your girl born with skates on her feet? Then, she'd be able to go scooting in and out of traffic as she picked up her groceries, claimed her meds, and deposited her check. As it was, H-E-B was closing when her transporter got on scene, which meant it was too late for the drugstore, and that the check is still in Fio's purse.
Actually, your girl had an idea for combining the three, but it depended on someone picking Fio up from the house at early afternoon--which didn't happen.
Sigh...now to plan for tomorrow. Getting the pills are the most important thing--but Fio hopes she will also be able to pick up some extra groceries that she needs while she's just around the corner.
The check should be a simple drive-through, BUT WHAT'S "SIMPLE" for Fiorella anymore?
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