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Joy Fields (Wardleigh)
Since nobody will listen to me, and rarely does anyone read what I write, here goes: To start of with, I MUST complain. I am completely SICK, SICK SICK, of changing my clocks twice a year. After all just who does it really benefit now days? I know they used to say it was for the farmers. Well; excuse me, have you seen the John Deer tractors they drive around now days? Oh my gosh; I would be thrilled if my house had as many state of the art features as they do. While I was on my mission in Iowa, I toured the factory in Waterloo Iowa, and got to know a family that had just mortaged the old homestead inorder to purchase one of those yellow and green monsters. It had everything that the heart desires and more, at the mere cost of $185,000.00 plus a little change. Back to my complaint, why can't we just set our clock and LEAVE it? Do you know it's only 4:30 PM and it's getting dark? There, I feel so much better, I should do this more often.
So, now Dan I am inspired to make a few comments about your last entry. The restaurant's that you owned. My hat goes off to you. That is the hardest kind of work there is. I agree with your son. Not for me, it's too much work. You said you are getting ready to come home to the USA, where and when??? You also mentioned your maid..... let me tell you about my maid, she is lazy, wants to be treated like royalty, NEVER wants to cook unless it's a pot of soup, and furthermore is always wanting to go somewhere fun. Oh; come to think of it, I AM THE MAID. Now for the final thought of the day, your M-I-L sounds like my step mother, rest her soul. She not only made sure that none of my siblings got anything from my Mother and Dad's estate, she gave it strangers. Moreover, after many years of helping her with her shopping, cleaning, and any other thing she could think of
including arranging for my friends to do her hair, her yard work and sell her house she personally uninvited me to her funeral. (there were 9 or 10 people who attended). Wow! did I ever get on a tangent...... Yippie! Life is good.
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