You’re making me like Les.
Now this is funny!
My Dad worked from home except on Fridays when he had to be in the office. Rather unusual in the 50s, 60s and 70s but I am glad he did. He occasionally had out of state assignments that would take him away for 3 – 6 months. I hated that. My mom was mentally unstable and could be quite nasty to live with. Her bad days far outnumbered her good days.
I rather like this. It would be really cool to see it in color and life size.
Thanks, I’ll try that this week.
Easier on the back and hip. While standing for a long period of time bothers my hip, sitting for a long period of time stiffens it up and then I can barely walk. As long as I keep moving, I am okay.
I will order something I don’t make at home so spaghetti and lasagna are not on the menu for me. I am always disappointed because my homemade tastes better.
My mother was finally able to prod my older brother, who was one year ahead of me in school, to do better by saying “I guess you’ll be in the same class as your sister next year if you fail”. In his defense, like me, he is dyslexic. When teachers told him he was stupid, he believed it. When they told me I was stupid, I made it a point to prove them wrong and generally was the highest grade in the class. Now to this day, do not give me something to read aloud without giving me time to preread it and translate it in my brain or I will sound like I have a third-grade education. My brother finally learned how to read when he was 36 and decided to go to nursing school. I would read his assignments to him over the phone while he followed along. Now he reads everything he can get his hands on.
I wish you lived nearby, I have extra bedrooms and two extra full baths that are not in use and would gladly let you stay here.