The measure of my well being is my ability to make my own breakfast. When I lose that, I might as well take care of business myself because life will be accelerating downhill. With luck, I should have another five years or so.
Well, who the hell knows? I do know this: if I go first, Harriet is unable to take of herself and needs to move back into the retirement facility, or another similar one. Her money should be fine until her mid-nineties, when he finite retirement bundle runs out. Stupid way to set it up in my opinion. At any rate, she has kids to help her if need be.
REQUIEM is going slowly but well. Slow writing is so different but very suited to my old energy level, which is low. I must have rewritten paragraph one several dozen times by now.
Baking bread. All is well, relatively speaking.
Well, who the hell knows? I do know this: if I go first, Harriet is unable to take of herself and needs to move back into the retirement facility, or another similar one. Her money should be fine until her mid-nineties, when he finite retirement bundle runs out. Stupid way to set it up in my opinion. At any rate, she has kids to help her if need be.
REQUIEM is going slowly but well. Slow writing is so different but very suited to my old energy level, which is low. I must have rewritten paragraph one several dozen times by now.
Baking bread. All is well, relatively speaking.
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