When you get old, your job, once retired, is to support the medical industrial complex. Our tax dollars are to give us money so we can give them (MIC) money. It’s a really sound, capitalistic plan.
First visit: Dentist.
Second visit: Physical therapy for balance and ambulation to help prevent another broken arm.
Morning and afternoon appointments, with shopping in between. Not a lot of time in between, but enough to watch a video as I drank my coffee and did some ink and watercolor.
Not a really good one, but our trees have some fruit, and how can I not but enjoy the bright orange and greens, all clean and fresh after the rains?
And asparagus from the market. I really do like asparagus, to eat and to draw, and think it also makes a tasty cream soup.
Well, off to PT!
Ink, Yarn & Beer 