It is time to go. I push Kelsi who is two and a half years old, in this cart around a large yard. We go to drop off things. One of the things is my dad’s golf club. We then look at this stationary that is in between two wooded book covers. My niece, LIndsay, has made the stationary and the covers. The stationary is made with beautiful water colors. One of the books has envelopes and the other does not.
Kelsi and I then go into a courtroom. There is a woman friend who is a lawyer. She is angry that this court case is happening. She yells, “Not in my courtroom!” Denise calls and asks me where I am. She is at a pharmacy. I was to stop there to get Kelsi some cream. I tell Denise that I am preparing a speech for the courtroom. I then go into the court room.
Day Notes: Debbie and Sheila left after a three day visit. I got irritated with Deb for talking too much. It feels like manic energy. It doesn’t feel like a “conversation”. I feel like I am supposed to be her audience.
It would be a great art project to create those beautiful books, Bonnie. Are you thinking about doing Storyworth as Jeanne and I have? A nice way to connect to Kelsi’s child.
The courtroom makes me think of Kevin (sorry), probably because of Cullan’s complicated legal divorce. Kind of you to put both Kevin and Kelsi on a trust. It is unpredictable if beneficiaries of wills end up having arguments, so the trust is such a good idea.
I expect I am at the pharmacy in your dream since I complain so much about my health these days. Or I represent a health concern of your own right now?