Huh?

Vic has to ask me to repeat what I said not just because he is hard of hearing (HE IS!) but I'm suffering from a horrible cough and don't have much of a voice. I got sick last Thursday and am still ailing. Unfortunately, I cannot go to the Urgent Care because he is in Prosser harvesting peonies with Derek and Vickie. I cough like a heavy smoker. No, I've never smoked. 

I haven't made any headway on my craft room, with the filing cabinets. I still need two frames put together, then I can commence. I'm sick anyway, so it doesn't matter that the frames haven't been put together. 

I mentioned the organization "Letters Against Isolation," in an earlier post. I've been writing letters, many letters, 150 letters to nursing homes, assisted living homes, Meals on Wheels. The letters must be handwritten, and they said at least 5 sentences. That's not a letter. I tuck in a sticker or two, some images I have on hand, or items that aren't stickers. I put playing cards with an interesting back in some of them. 

So, I'm off to take a nap, I couldn't sleep last night. 

Nancy