Birds, Blogs, Blank

Husband, who likes to watch birds, has placed binoculars on the upstairs bedroom windowsill, the upstairs hall windowsill, the living room windowsill, and the den windowsill. Fiorella has placed  note pads and pens on her bathroom counter, on her desk in her office, and on the hassock in front of the couch in the den. We believe in availability.
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Fio ran off all of her 2015 blogs yesterday, and today she'll get the pages drilled so she can put them in a loose-leaf notebook.  She'd like to think that someone--maybe one of her children, maybe a researcher--might be interested in her literary endeavors.  But even if her name gets lost, if every page gets tossed into a fire, her words are out there in the universe for eternity.
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Fiorella, who likes to thinks in threes, is searching for something else to say, but is coming up blank.

A Bit at a Time

Fio's cleaning up the second-floor guest bathroom a bit at a time.  It's a system she uses to accomplish whatever chores she'd rather forget about.  It's also the reason she has so many half-finished projects, big and small, around the house, like sprucing up the downstairs guest room and moving the eight-pack of Ozarka to the upstairs refrigerator.  It's a crazy system, but it works for Fio.  The second-floor bathroom is almost habitable now, the downstairs guest room is sporting a new mirror and bedside desk (the desk that took Fio and Husband a week of half-hours to construct), and the Ozarka has reached the landing, all without causing undue physical or emotional strain to Fiorella. 

Life is good.

Personal Observations

Fiorella is a multi-tasker.  When she takes the dog for a walk, she practices her physical therapy posture, walking with her shoulders back and her chin up like a soldier.  When she eats breakfast, she also reads the newspaper and does the crossword.  And when she goes to the bathroom--never mind.
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When Fio studies Sonia's solidly-built Mastiff body and remembers the streamlined shape of  Wendy the Weimaraner, she wonders why she's constantly fighting her own body type.  DNA is destiny.
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Fiorella is one of those people who used to have migraines with auras, which means, according to Google medical news, she's destined for brain lesions.  And the heavy birthweight of her babies indicate she'll get diabetes.  To top it off,  cancer runs in her mother's family and heart trouble in her dad's.  Guess all that means she's gonna die some day.