Ten-Finger Exercises

a few minutes to myself

I'm not sure why I never have time to blog or even read any more. Part of it, I'm sure, is Lola, who wants me to play all the time. If I'm sitting here with my laptop open, her rubber bone manages to hit some unknown key and change the screen on me. It's hard to maneuver the track pad and type left handed while playing tug with my right as i'm doing now.

Anothrt reason is my housekeepr. If I don't keep things picked up and ptu away, I;ll never find them again. She reorganizes things, even furniture!

tonight i talked to a group of hospice volunteers aboit spirituality and
'"? the stages of gr08u0, unspoken questions ;'/? of the dying.

see how much help she is?

Lenore has started chemo, a pill form, and is doing well with it.

Gotta go. housekeeper comes tomorrow.