It is warm here, almost hot, and I am in a lazy, post-teaching stupor. If I weren't on the brink of throwing-up, I might say something self-deprecating about my inability to pull it together and make something of my late afternoon.
I keep moving from room to room, looking for somewhere to settle down. In front of the computer? On the bed? In the bath?
I wish I had a sewing basket filled with items needing simple repairs. I would like to be mending.
Mike is in class until 10:15. I leave to pick him up at 9:45.
Four will suffice for today.
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I have a sweater with a little hole right along the shoulder seam that I keep meaning to mend. Want to borrow it?
I have a basket load of socks. You should start a business
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