… really I do.
And as I think I mentioned yesterday, it doesn’t happen often.
So I decided to lay in bed all day to try to shake this thing.
I don’t think it is the flu, or I would be a lot sicker I’m thinking.
But it’s something.
* Time Passes *
* Lots of Time Passes *
And there is a knock on the door.
In walks my friend Texas Linda … with a container of vegetable beef soup, some healthy bread and a small Cappuccino K-Cup for tomorrow morning … or tonight if I am up to it.
She deposits it all and quickly leaves … knowing that I am not up to entertaining.
And the soup is delicious.
This is a real friend.