And that was the last we saw of her.

One of those really icky days when my brain slows down as the day goes on. Started out feeling good, bright, wide awake. By noon everything was in slow motion. Now I’m trying to find a way to move my lard ass out of this chair and into the bedroom. Ah, not what you think…it’s to sort laundry. Life is laundry. Dishes, supper, more dishes and put the clothes in the dryer.
No, it isn’t always like that, just today it feels like it. Every so often, I’m allowed.