My washer stopped and is saying “End” on labeled panel. However it won’t let me open the door to get the laundry out for the dryer.
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My washer stopped and is saying “End” on labeled panel. However it won’t let me open the door to get the laundry out for the dryer.
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Linda of https://lindaghill.com suggests that now being in isolation, without regular go to work days, can pass on our days’ events or non events by posting a diary of sorts. So here goes, and I warn you, Boorrring! I am usually pretty isolated so not a big deal for me. I miss family though.
3-21-20
Woke up, very warm and comfortable at five, stayed in bed till eight, I know, spoiled. It’s so hard to get comfy enough at night to sleep, I take full advantage of sleeping in.
Checked phone, turned off mute, sunny 50+ degrees, yes, spring again with snow on the ground. Enjoying coffee, reading blogs and now it’s already 1:30 in the afternoon!
Wrote a few posts–thanks for reading, sent and viewed a few snapchats with grandkids. Now deciding if I want leftover from last night spaghetti or something new. I’m trying to stretch my fresh food so left salad for another time instead of having it last night with pasta. I usually eat one meal a day around three, so have time.
Decided on making tuna salad before the celery turns. I have half an onion, I need to add them to my list.
Told you, boring. I have laundry to fold. 🙄. Blanket best friends:

Not even kings have absolute power.
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Weekend Writing Prompt #408 – Heart


a rose he held in hidden hand
his desire a soft demand
she approached with a smile
he hoped she liked his guile
offered the rose, a gift of passion
she blushed, her actions rationed
he touched her cheek with a kiss
but then she turned away
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*I am having a problem with this paragraph colon thing that pops up when I write anything. I’ve tried writing and then copy and paste but it does its own thing when it shows up and format is changed🙄
W3 Prompt #151: Wea’ve Written Weekly

Jimmy cowered under the bed, realizing his mom would be home soon. The bed was bare, no sheets or blankets, so he really wasn’t hidden by much. He had broken his mom’s favorite coffee mug, trying to get it from a high cupboard. He got his Craft glue and tried to fix it, and his babysitter helped. It was a bad patch job, would never hold a hot drink, but Jimmy thought it might work. When his mom came home she was told by the babysitter what happened. Jimmy’s mom went into the bedroom, sat on the bed and asked where her son could be. He finally came out, red faced and apologetic, only to receive a welcomed hug.
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