Fio has cleared out everything in Husband's office except the couch, a desk, a heavy cabinet, and a wall-hung Indian blanket from Husband's grandfather's trading post. Next comes the arts-and-crafts/laundry room, which still has a few of Fiorella's drawings taped to the the walls.
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Una problema--once your girl gets the chicken-wire to protect her iron plants from Bambi et al, who's going to stake it for her?
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The Post Office situation is getting scary. Fiorella pays her bills by mail as soon as she receives them, but Trump's slow-down may make her payments arrive late. Can't someone blow up the WH yet? November is too far away.
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The backyard pathway is not working out as planned and Fio is on edge. None of us allowed for grade, and Fio has the horrible feeling that a second row of construction will be nece$$ary.
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Sorry to be so droopy, but Fiorella is in a dark mood. Maybe she'll crawl into a dark closet and never come out again. What's the use.
It isn't good for Fiorella to be alone because her brain automatically switches into xxxx mode and she mentally reviews every stupid thing she's done in her life
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