I held up my clock to a mirror. It was time for reflection.
The house is sold and I should be out in six weeks so I am scrambling.
I went to Mary’s and assisted her sort through her “stuff” because soon she will be taking the same plunge.
We worked all afternoon and then headed to Chino for our weekly dance. Bob and Donna joined us at a local Italian restaurant. We had a great time. I told Bob, “A friend has an excellent nose for wine. It’s shaped like a corkscrew.”.
Bob said a wine he tried recently was bitter and not properly fermented. Sounds like sour grapes to me.
We departed Chino at 9:15 PM and headed home.
