Jesus. . . Christmas is almost here!
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I haven't done a thing yet. It is getting to be crunch time. I thought about going to a mall and looking around, but I haven't time for that. I haven't been to a shopping mall in years. Maybe I have. Yes, I remember going. No, I don't want to go again. I'll need to take a stroll down the Boulevard, though. Or maybe go to Walmart. I need to buy gifts for mother's neighbors who have been so nice to her.
But as I've reported, I'm no good at picking out presents. Maybe those big containers of cookies.
Oh. . . I want to make something clear. I wasn't asking for insults yesterday when I wrote I couldn't take a compliment. What I meant was compliments make me uncomfortable. People who say mean things to me, who insult me or people I love, I can just walk away. I learned early in life that they will do it again. I just leave negative people alone. I've done it plenty. So. . . just saying.
The roof on my house is done. Now I need to get the house pressure washed so I can paint. But. . . my mother wants to pay to have someone paint it so that I don't have to risk my life trying to paint the high parts. I'm considering it. I once climbed rock faces, but now I'm afraid of ladders. I've been run over real good and I know I can't take a fall. So. . . .
There is other work to be done. Mulching the one drive and laying down more granite rock in the other two. There is a garden to dig out and replant and a patio to. . . I don't know what it is called. . . to redo the mortar that is between the bricks. Remortaring?
I CAN paint my mother's house, though without getting more than a few feet off the ground, so there is that.
I read that the price of copper has skyrocketed and that thieves are stealing it again.
I'm flailing here. I have nothing to say. I take my mother to another doctor's appointment in a few minutes, so I guess I'll give up on trying to say anything entertaining or informative. Some days are like that, just a big, ugly void.

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