Tuesday = Deanna's day! Praise the Lord for her. A cheerful, thorough worker who also enjoys our pets.
I did a bit of shopping (after having closed shop doors for 4 consecutive days) then tried to do a bit of tidying in the craft room. After a while the pain in my foot and leg just got me down, and, all weepy and sorry for myself, I went to try and get some sympathy from Graeme. In the most sympathetic voice he informed me "It is going to get worse my dear, and then you will die".... I burst out laughing, and felt strangely cheered.
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Ah, thank the Lord for husbands who know just the *right* wrong thing to say!!
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