Best Part of the Day-
A grade school friend's father passed away New Year's Day and today was the funeral. (Not a traditional "best part", admittedly...) I ditched work early and drove to our home town. I picked up another grade school chum at his home and we went to the services together. It was enjoyable to see some of our mutual/old friends--we have all known each other since were were gangly 10 and 11 year-olds. I knew I was with old buds when my BFF from 7th grade grabbed my butt while waiting in the visitation line--good times with peeps who knew ya when. Also necessary to support friends when they need it. (Golly gee whiz I know some solid/good-hearted people.)
Worst Part of the Day-
I have a small hill of work to do and a pit of a home to clean...when oh when will I do it??
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