Wanderings

A wasted day . . .

ByCapt. Wendy February 27, 2008July 14, 2014

The delivery truck broke down, but no one bothered to inform me until I called at 4 p.m.

Still no hot water, and I’ll find something good to post about as soon as I can.

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