21st November 2021
Nothing to celebrate today, although the remnants of the cake still occupies most of the fridge. There is over half the cake left which at the current rate of consumption could last a very long time. The only criticism I would make is that it is too sweet, a real Black Forest has real cream and not buttermilk icing, apparently that’s how they do things here. Their biscuits are far too sickly, thank goodness for digestives.
We had to deliver a dresser to the north side, a welcomed break.
Kelli went into the storage room to look through many of the plastic crates containing much of her early memorabilia as well as her children’s. The idea was to select items that he could put into scrap books so that they could be catalogued and be more accessible.
All I could hear was chuckles and sniffing, meaning she was overcome with emotion. She emerged all red eyed and puffy with a box full of memories.
I smiled and carried on sanding, my favourite pastime.
Another Lifetime to go 