My grandson surprised me with a loaf of sour dough bread. I was very surprised because I almost overlooked it sitting on my kitchen table. I was either at my volunteer stint or walking Dixie,but there was a loaf of bread
on my table that wasn't there when I left the pod. I love artisan bread , toasted. and now that I have discovered Irish butter, I know exactly what my next breakfast will be. After that short,hard rain
yesterday, today was completely opposite. Dixie wears her sweater for her morning walk and then pants and runs for her water dish after her afternoon walk. I seem to be always overdressed by afternoon .I am still decluttering. I found some mystery cords that
I think might be important. My son thinks that they belong to an antenna. Since I don't have a TV, or plan to get one, I am putting them in my " to go" pile. I have a bag full of electronic cords that none of us know what they go to. I have been afraid to
throw them away, but I'll add that to the pile. I've kept them all of this time and I still have no use for them. You just have to be ruthless sometimes.