12,604 Days Alive
It’s the end of the month, year, and decade.
I’m playing Phase 10 with the in-laws, trying to choke down an oatmeal raisin cookie (I hate them), drinking coffee and making a hat.
And breakfast with my brother Mal, Bubbles, and Baby Bubble.
Hell of a way to end the year. Goodbye 2019, hello 2020!
Take your meds, folks!
Postmark Wonderland 