What a long, harried, worrisome, angrifying week or so it’s been. Not to say it’s all been that way but it sure has had moments and stretches.
Today I took a pokemon pause of the way home just a half hour space of listening to the inspirational and funny and wonderful Neil Gaiman reading his View From The Cheap Seats and throwing little virtual balls at little, often annoying, virtual critters. I’d stopped on the way because after replacing my printer, I ran out of postcard-sized paper! What???? Fixed that.
Got postcard supplies for future cards. Caught pokemon. Came home and there, in the mailbox, two postcards! Two wonderful and most extremely appreciated cards and poems. Thank you two fabulous group one poets! (and there was a box of something to be revealed in December!)
