MLMM Tale Weaver 168

The Bag Lady

Waking up at four a.m. to the upstairs neighbors getting ready for work–I’m not complaining, they couldn’t be any quieter unless able to levitate themselves around their apartment. It’s still dark but I use the bathroom and go back to sleep until the garbage trucks arrive at six-thirty. Then getting up, washing, brushing teeth, and putting the kettle on. I live a pretty much routined life in the morning. My phone is silenced except for phone calls. This is necessary as I have my large family nearby.

Make a coffee drink, open the blinds, hope the sidewalks are cleared, letting light in to encourage my avocado pit plant starters. They’re pretty slow to show roots through their glass jar containers, but I never give up hope! Then I retreat to the bedroom, stretch my legs on the bed and read blogs, news, and write if I feel the urge. Blogging…

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