Thoughts of Grace

Last week ( I think) we gave Uncle B a white wood cabinet for his kitchen. He lives in a very old house with very little storage. The cabinet is now his pantry. Part of what went in the pantry came from wood shelves in the breakfast nook. I asked him if I could move the shelves to the opposite wall, which would give access to the windows. He didn’t care. So today I played house in his kitchen washing shelves and dishes, window seats and the floor, and starting to rearrange a widower’s kitchen. I’m tired. I hope he can find what he wants. I’ll go back again tomorrow and try to do some more damage.