We visited an endodontist today to deal with a failed root canal.
This action triggered a need to be more money conscious so that health bills do not overwhelm our budget.
The trigger metaphor related more to having a party rather than being more money conscious. To be specific, there was a period of habitual behavior more closely related to the pre-money-conscious.
Call it anxiety that relates to a visit to the dentist. We quashed the anxiety the old fashioned way. Shots of Jameson.
2 3/4 inch, Alzey Mound, Henderson Co., Beveled from sharpening, hafted knife, edge nicks one side
These are High School friends. We all went to St. Matthew Grade School.
Stories about each person:
Tom and I met clapping erasers together after school. We have loving memories of the nuns at St. Matthew School.
Perry had the first motor cycle I sat on with the engine running.
Steve and I took a bicycle trip to his cousin’s turkey farm in Stratford. We also watched his other cousin practice as a Packer Cheerleader. The whole trip was almost 100 miles.
Barbara’s dad was my first basketball coach.
Mary [insert story here]
Bruce
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14 Wausau trip leave
15 Lunch or Dinner with Lorna and Wayne
17 BlueGrass fest at 6:30
My blog has been out here for years. It has never had traffic. This proves two things; that blogs need to be promoted and that I don’t promote my blog very well.
But rather than throw everything away, I think I will just use it to journal my daily stuff.
For example, I can get a working calendar and link to it from my ipad.
7/31/18 I can add lines like this to record fleeting thoughts to “paper”
What a great feeling to know that I no longer need to keep old paper documents.
The files I used to keep were only valuable to me. After I’m gone, no decisions need to be made about what is valuable- nothing.