September 30, 2026

Today  was filled with every emotion possible.  That made day 5 of emotionally full days. Tonight my eyes feel as though I've been crying for a week, but I don't think I've actually shed one tear.

I had appointments for a good part of the day so I wasn't here for a lot of this, but David, T. and Patrick began  the huge job of cleaning out the garage.  It has stored stuff for almost 30 years.  I am so mystified that I have lived in this house the longest of any place, yet I still don't feel home.  Today was a huge push. One box had in it a journal that  I was hand writing a novel in.  I had no memory of it until I opened the journal.  OMG.  It maybe 55 years old.

I have boxes of slides from Marlboro and one when Loudy is a tiny puppy, 1981.  I can't really see them.  My eyesight is not good enough, but I'll find a way to get them digitalized.

I was not here for most of it so the guys threw tons away, thank God.  And I did not have to feel each tear.  

An incredibly important step made.  

I went up to the  rookery at sunset.  Saw two porcupines playing and running up the hill, some deer in a field, but missed the sunset cause I pulled over an answered Patrick's phone call.  

September went so quickly I'm almost wind burn.