A Drop in the Bucket

I helped out a former student today. She and her fairly new husband are trying to support four children--two his and two hers--on his disability. It's not pretty. We connected on Facebook. I met them in Mooresville and gave them some food from my freezer and pantry, and just a tiny bit of cash. I know, I know...I don't have the resources to support this family...nor should I have to...but I do not want to see the children suffer. It's discouraging, actually. I have directed them to every possible organization I know of to help them get through this. I hope it helps a little.

I am STILL working on the jewelry box organization. I think I have a mental disorder! How is it that I can't just throw out dozens of things that have shown up in the boxes of "stuff"? My favorite Zuni Indian ring is still missing. Don't have a clue where it could be...

It occurred to me early today that trick-or-treating in Plainfield is TOMORROW! I had to run out to get candy. Also have to get a couple of prescriptions filled. I really would like it if my meds would run out after the 1st of the month instead of before my pension kicks in.

Some counties are lifting their burn bans, since the last storm, but Hendricks seems to still be under the ban. I just wish my neighbor would quit clearning his leaves. Makes me look bad!