Now

There’s new bedding on the bed and a bevy of origami chickens on both nightstands.

There’s a plate from my first wedding’s registry, the wedding with my first ex-husband, I can now say, can soon say, beside the computer with the last licks of sweet potato stuffed with quinoa and chick peas and parsley and goat cheese and I forget what else.

I finished Grace and Frankie today. That last episode was destined to fail but it didn’t do it too badly. I watch TV during the day more than I used to but I make up for it at night. And then I sleep and sleep and sleep.

I replaced the umbrella and the wifi extender and relocated so many small things.

Sweet potato stuffed with quinoa and chick peas and stuff.

I dreamt that the kids were multiplying and the chickens were in danger Duck under the bridge! I said when the kids woke me up and Aubrey said What? And Ella said She wants us to put the duck under the bridge! and then I had to wake up for real.

I clipped Phoenix’s wings and she doesn’t fly over the neighbor’s fence anymore.