I’m feeling fat and lazy. The groceries have been delivered and put away.
Meg is coming to take me to lunch. As if I needed to eat.
This is just checking in. I’ll be back this afternoon.
Till soon.
. .
Well, not that soon. Tomorrow, the round of gaerty, will be over and I will recover. And I will write more.
Question for you, if. you’re old enough. Do you know where the expression Life is just “a round of gaerty” comes from?
Tune in tomorrow.