exhaustedIt has been a typical day for us. I got up this morning around 7 o'clock AM. Carol went to the Holland Farmer's Market this morning. While she was gone I wrote in my paper diary, messed with our main computer, and read from a book titled, 'Dr Johnson & Mr Savage' By Richard Holmes.
This afternoon Carol and I drove out north of town and visited graves of Carol's clan/her Grandfather and Grandmother.
Nothing came in the mail exciting this morning. It has been a pretty quiet day. I am sure nothing will happen tonight. Existence keeps speeding along full speed.
Yesterday while Carol was out she visited a local thrift store and found these used books for my book collection-
'Dissident Gardens' A Novel By Jonathan Lethem (I had a paperback, Carol found me a nice hardback edition in perfect condition)
'The War Memoirs of Charles de Gaulle: Unity 1942-1944'
'The Conquerors: Roosevelt, Truman and the Destruction of Hitler's Germany 1941-1945' By Michael Beschloss
'The Closed Circle' A Novel By Jonathan Coe (I had a paperback of this novel, the edition Carol found is a hardback in perfect condition)
'For Your Eye Alone: The Letters of Robertson Davies' Robertson Davies Edited By Judith Skelton Grant (this edition is a nice hardback edition, the edition I had was a paperback)
'Chronic City' A Novel By Jonathan Lethem hardback edition with dust jacket (the edition I had was a hardback but no dust jacket)
Well I will close to have a party. Tomorrow is a Sunday. The month is going by. Next week is my birthday.
