Tuesday, October 14, 2003
My mom volunteered though the university where she works to help out at a site for Habitat for Humanity yesterday. She has a torn ligament and lots of other icky stuff happening in one shoulder, so I was relieved to hear that she was to be in charge of coffee and donuts. Of aaaaaalllllll the people who could have volunteered, only a handful did. Of those, only 3 had any kind of skill that would allow them to help do the roof. Of those, one had only one arm. Outwardly, I commisserated on the shame. Inwardly, I wished I had been there with a bucket of popcorn and a lawn chair.
I forgot what the other sad story was. My daughter is tugging my nightgown and shouting “ALL DONE” at me so persistently that all else has escaped me.








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