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Monday, 11. April 2005
Trinket's Birthday
Kate
07:16h
Sunday 10 April 2005 Before 7 a.m., it was Scott on the phone. After a short chat, I went back to sleep. At 9 o'clock, it was Karen. "Wanna go garage-saling?" I leapt out of bed and put the coffee on, then scrambled for the bathroom. Before I could get my flannel pyjamas off, she was at the door and we were headed down the road, looking for signs. We made a good haul. I won't bore you with the details. This time. Then we were off to the kidlet's birthday party. I made the purple box you see above, at Trinket's request; then filled it with as many purple things as Everett and I could find. Been at the computer since 5 this afternoon, with breaks only to eat a bowl of potato soup with Emil and sprawl on the couch with some printouts once in a while. Enough! But got lots of work done so I don't get behind while on Mom Patrol tomorrow. Will take work along, maybe get some done that way. But if Mom's awake, I spend the time with her. If I'm not getting her something to eat or drink or measuring out her meds, or putting something away or into the washing machine, I'm working with fabric and we are talking. She was tired today but made it to the party for a couple hours. Yesterday she spent in bed so as not to push her luck, because she felt decent only while reclined the day before. This is the Princess Anne set of dishes she is considering selling, if anyone collects them.
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