I�m baaaaack!
10:01 p.m.
We stopped at Beaulieu�s Farm and picked up some supplies, namely fruits and vegetables, getting home to an empty house. My daughter takes after me in so many ways, including being a slob. Pots were left soaking in the sink, a broom had not been used the whole week we were away, the kitchen table was covered with newspapers, and it looked as though the stove and counter had not been wiped. They probably had been, but appearances can often be deceiving. We still have not seen her, since she had said something about going to see the play at the studio theatre tonight. We may get a phone call in half an hour or so asking for a ride home.
I have lots and lots of stories, but am anxious to catch up on my diary reading. Fortunately I took copious notes on paper, and will write up my adventures in drips and drabs as time goes by. That�s all for now.
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