Wednesday report

Despite my best intentions, not much got written yesterday. Actually, nothing got written. I did do piano practice, walk, and laundry. The metro is on strike, so I drove Rose to Cabrillo College (45 mins each way) and then picked her up (ditto), took her to therapy. Usually, I sit in the waiting room with my laptop and write, but we had given a ride to her friend, who had just lost her father to cancer and badly needed to talk. So I sat and listened and made accepting motherly sounds from time to time. It was the right thing to do.

One page of SHIELD done to day ... so far. Readjust goals for today.

Deborah needs...

Thanks to cardigirl, I went on Google and typed in "Deborah needs" and got the following (among others that did not fit the format):


Deborah needs your shipping address to snail-mail your certificate of completion.

Deborah needs to find her own cure, which the hospital helps her start by setting her with a wonderful psychologist.

Deb needs the support of the administration...

Deb needs some more banging beats on her Cd's ...

Deborah decides she needs time to herself. It just so happens that a small county in the Smokies needs a substitute judge

Deborah needs help in crocheting the mini booties and in distributing already-crocheted mini booties

Deborah needs help with one or two people who have skills in field supervisory work for construction projects

Deborah needs to compose and prepare all the music for a 70-piece orchestra.

Deborah needs for District employees to donate some of their sick or vacation accruals immediately so that she can continue to receive a paycheck

Deborah needs to get rid of her shoddy garage-built pirate decoder and pay for some real cable reception so it comes in clearly


hmmm... I do seem to get around, don't I? Although I haven't had cable or any other sort of TV for a number of years now. I like the substitute judge part.