An exchange of egg cartons for a pink hat
I have a friend who happily moves egg cartons on in the universe, presumably to food banks.
Friend would drink tea if I had energy for tea drinking but I only had energy to listen to the next chapters of HEROIC and unrelenting struggle to line up all the therapies needed to TRY to right a bunch of interconnected body issues. Therapies include glasses, multiple kinds of vision and other exercises, and I forget what all else. It takes GUTS even to slog through and persist with all the doctor issues. I ask her about payment because I think her insurance SHOULD pay for at least some of the services, but I probably cannot fix the thicket of referral issues regardless.
In any case, friend has been wanting to bring over a hat to try on and I had a pile of egg cartons.
And Voila! My mom has a new rain hat and I have a lot fewer egg cartons.
The hat really is pink. I have no idea why it looks orange here |
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