I guess I’m entering the angry phase of grief. I don’t know any other way to explain my persistent grouchiness. (I suspect a touch of compassion fatigue as well.)

On a brighter note, the house is coming along. They are nearly finished with the roof and are putting color coat on the walls.

In a huge surprise, Zelda showed up on camera last week. I hurried home and gave her a can. She ate it, but I haven’t seen her again. Seeing her took my breath away. She’s alive! I wish she could tell me what she’s been doing for almost the last year. She looked very healthy. I guess she must have moved to someone else’s porch for a while. My neighbor and i would both love to have her come home.

I bought a building last week. Alan was in the process of buying a 1946 Sportsman when he died. I used the money he would have spent on the car to purchase the building. Some minor renovations are underway. I’ll talk more about it at a later date.