Where does the time go? A little tease temperature-wise and then another frigid slap in the face. I've been doing my 2 mile walk now and again. Some miniature crocuses are peeking up on only a few lawns. When will this endless winter end....
Of course I'm obsessing over the club assignment which is due for our meeting on April 25. This endeavour doesn't inspire me at all and I've come to the conclusion that I'm more upset about the sloppy job I always do compared to the pristine submissions of the other members. I guess I have to admit that I'm a slob. 
Now, what would you do with this?
The day following the meeting is our 'garage sale' where we unload our artistic supplies no longer in use. The price of everything is $1 or $2. I have many items worth much more than that but I suppose the object is to get rid of as much as possible. I find that I must have about 50 magazines. A huge weight that I've spread over 2 suitcases. Which I don't think I can lift onto the bus. No strength in these feeble arms. I'm going to try and get one suitcase over to my parents in advance (they live across the road from the venue) . Such a hardship not knowing how to drive. I shall somehow have to manage.
It's now afternoon and I must get dressed and start the day.
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