Got the last (for now) of the thrift shop items delivered yesterday- one hour after their deadline, but I'm a regular so they snuck me in! Today I took the "good" stuff to a consignment shop, to find the owner sick and overwhelmed. She took the 1950's vintage Country Fare dishes and the made-in-Putney-VT iron candle stand, but refused to look at the clothes. These are my best too-small (I was seriously underweight for awhile after my previous beloved's death) professional clothes; I was hoping to get some credit at the consignment shop and may yet try to bring them back on a day when she feels better.

Then we ate a disgusting (but delicious) bbq lunch, came home, took a walk, and it's salad for supper!

(Hunt is doing pretty well on his diet, but we still have to go around and have some "last meals" such as the bbq pit!)

You are all so inspiring!