(Old) Airmail in the MMP

FCD dashed home because he forgot the first aid kit. He’s since headed back to finish fretting till the inspector shows up at noon. I hope he remembers to ask about disposal of old emergency flares. Near as we can tell, the closest place that will take them is in Delaware. Hard to believe that there’s nothing in Annapolis, being a boating town and all.

There’s something I really really like about my new iron - it retracts its cord!! It’s not as long as the cord on the old one, but it gets rolled up in the base. And so far, it works great - six more curtains done, 13 to go. After lunch. Must have priorities!

Mollie - just curious (nosy) - do you have a plan of who to tell when, or do you just kinda wing it? I’m assuming that’s something that’s discussed in counseling. And feel free to ignore my question - I know it’s none of my business.

When I was working in Jax, we had a coworker from the Philippines who’d bring lumpia to all potlucks, till he realized that the slackers would show up with a bag of napkins before rushing to the front of the line. So he started bringing cheap, generic bags of cookies. I missed his lumpia… so yummmm!!

OK, back at it for me.