|Due to illnesses and appointments, this was the first library hour in a while|
When I was leaving, out of the corner of my eye I saw a woman that used to be in a different class I took. She learned she was stage 4 BC on the 10th anniversary and given 2 years to live. Her expiration date (as she calls it) came up about 2 years ago. I haven't seen her for a year so I was thinking...uh oh but there she was on a treadmill.
We worked on dynamic balance again today in class. Not my favorite but probably it is what I need most.
It has been a while since I had my yoga class too. Either there are snow days, holidays or I am coughing too much to go to class.
I had Maya bright and early as Steve was helping Naomi with some issues which I hope are settled. As now the 4 kids are in a rare state of health, we took them to the library story hour.
While I was shoveling last week, I saw the postman retrace his steps back and forth a few times across our yard. Did you drop something? He hoped not. Now I find a piece of undelivered junk mail in our yard. Could our missing check have been dropped too? And so often I end up returning misdelivered mail to its rightful owner. I hope the same would happen in return. but if he gave it to those good-for-nothing tenants next door, we'd be out of luck.