This week has featured coffee with Mom each morning. We chat for a while, then, I grab a bag or box of my stuff that went to her house instead of into the moving box and return to the toil of setting up the house and looking for a job. Today hit a slowdown because I'm tired of unpacking and organizing but at the same time that I'm also tired of stepping over and around piles and boxes.
Friends invited me to a concert in the park event, which was a great idea for a beautiful night. Because I screwed off so much all day, as it got closer to the event time, I still hadn't been to the grocery store for ingredients to make the bean salad for a cookout on Sunday.
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| Part of the turkey gang. |
Later, there was a walk to the mailbox, where I encountered a gang of turkeys lurking on both sides of the street. They let me pass without incident and I thanked them. Back at home, I sat in a chair and yawned for several hours, looking forward to bedtime.

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