Keys gravity car break in

 5 hours of sleep plus 3 more because a nap sounded more fun than chores.


Nap. Morning stretches.


Lunch. 


I would dawdle petting cat but she insists it's suppertime and wants to bite since i disagree.


Good thing Star Center Chief morale officer came over. She dropped her keys near her door and needed help retrieving them. Chief Morale officer is Chief Morale officer because she smiles at everyone and makes lots of volunteers feel appreciated for doing really modest things. Plus she is very up on popular culture and a much better conversationalist than I am. Most of the time there are good reasons NOT to shame her about gravity doing things she needs help dealing with. And today it was a bright sunny day so I decided to pass on lecturing her: "Why don't you get a nice stretchy lanyard around your neck for your keys or a stretchy wristband..." Another day I will ask her.


Swirling glitter is making me so happy this year
Snow globes again
with Christmas trees inside

Fret about laundry room key which we are supposed to get today. Did I sleep through a delivery? I don't think so. But another neighbor, someone with an accent in the lobby was asking about the form supplied. I have just filled out the form in faith and put it in the slot as requested. But I said please call me because I will not be in my apartment. I tried to encourage neighbor just to fill out form. And I emailed building manager because I do not have phone number and do not know whether anyone is in the office today. Welcome to pandemic staffing. Cough. Cough.


And my sister texted: Nephew had his tools in the back seat of his car where it was easy to smash rear window and grab. Did he report it? Did he etch on any kind of identifying info. Inquiring Aunties want to know but may not ask.


Now fix Snow globes in their Zoom session. Maybe I should just have made a snow globe movie and used it for background in a separate session. But snow globes in their own session as long as one has an extra hand me down device anyway...


Happy New Year.

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