today there was a plan, get up feed and do chores then head to the cafe were k would read the new york times and rolling stones and i would finish Jane Eyre and then we would head home and pack up the basement. well we did go to the cafe and sat there for a long while, i actually had over hundred pages of Jane not thirty like i thought left to read, i finished it there. i usually finish a book somewhere safe from public places, for some reason i always cry and feel a little lost and left out at the end of a book, i did feel all those things but i had to swallow it. Then we had one stop to pick up dog food, that turned into hours including going to the cinema to watch a movie conspirator although i had wanted to see it, i found it hard to watch after saying goodbye to Jane. The blooming tree outside the cinema softened my heart.
now at home, we are going through the basement purging as much as we can it is not my strong suit, but his. to make it easier i am wearing a wig, it is a short precise black bob, i have a few and i have been known to wear am out. i bet that surprised you.