Howdy.
Yesterday was different because MusicMan had an appointment at the local VA so he took the day off. We both managed to be somewhat mature and worked on his music room for a little bit. Well, he worked on the music room and I kept him company and put away clothes.
I also rounded up more clothes that are now too big. This makes 7 trash bags full of clothes that are being donated. And, that makes yet another of the many ways that I am like my father. No matter what size he was, he always made sure to have appropriate and nice looking clothes that fit him.
The trick now is to get MusicMan to go up to the attic for me and bring down the stored clothing that will probably fit me now. I could probably make it up there and back down, but I’m not that dumb as to try it and fall on my face. The entrance to the attic is through the music room, so hopefully it will be more easily accessed soon.
{{{shoe}}}
And thank you, everyone, for the kind words. I think my mom and I are going to go out to lunch and do some other things in memory of my dad on Friday. My parents were divorced, but it was for complicated reasons and not a lack of love.