31 Oct Those Neighbors
The pain was fierce. Not fierce like when your husband has a cold, but still awful. 😊 Although I came to work that Halloween day several years ago, I ended up urgently seeking a doctor’s attention before the day was done. I’m obviously still here, so it wasn’t anything life-threatening. But, he did write me a prescription which I had filled before I went home. Once I arrived back to the Brown Bungalow, I headed straight to bed leaving it up to my husband to distribute the Halloween candy that I had already placed in a bright orange trick-or-treat container on the table next to the door. Once I took my meds, I was down for the count and really don’t recall much until the very next day. That was when we became ‘those neighbors’. Technically, the problem started much earlier in my life when I discovered that I liked to organize things. And, I must admit that I do have an affinity for a good label maker. Who doesn’t? Yes, I’m one of those people who makes a label that says ‘label maker’ just so I can stick it on the label maker. So, when I was organizing the pantry...