Lois now has a surgery appointment -- 6:30 a.m. August 24th. Good golly, miss Molly! Following this, P.T. and convalescent care for weeks. All of this in consideration, Lois has chosent to dive right in.
Father, tired of his recent book -- "dry" as he called it, found a book at the library, the basis for the movie, End of the Spear. It should be, well, potentially more interesting, depending on authorship.
Marcus had an interview today -- short, simple, "I might call you next week" was the ending statement. Granted, I didn't come into the new-smelling of new carpet office, dressed in either tie or suit in the 96 degree humid, rainy weather. I suppose that had I perfectly shaved before, that might have lent itself to a better first impression. I have no high hopes for this job.
Lois was too sore to successfully go sewing today, so she didn't. Diane, who was to sew with her, chose not to go, in favor of better using her time to sort out the Purdue affairs as Jenny has dubious housing for college. Jessica was with her, but spent much time, quietly sitting -- seemingly bored. It was, however, good to see them.
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