Potato

I was out late two lights in a row.  Monday looking in vain for live music but then chatting with an old friend of a friend.  Bob the Trumpeter.  Tuesday at the Pub Moot chatting and laughing with new friends.  Drove home late on my bike.  It is so cold on a bike at night.  Both nights I forgot to bring a sweater, so I shivered for about an hour after getting home.

Today I am pooped!

So, this is what I have accomplished.  No work, no painting, no writing.  Just this… ;-P

Categories: Friendship, Kingston, Simple living | 1 Comment

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  1. Valerie

    sometimes you just have to be a potato

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