This year I received eight calendars in the mail. Eight for 2018. I’m keeping two, including one from my delightful pen pal. You do the math–that leaves six. I have a calendar conundrum, and my New Year’s Resolution is to figure out what to do with my many calendars. Anyone feeling calendar-deprived? I am willing to share my calendar wealth. Or if you have other bright ideas, please drop me a line or a date to insert into my calendar. Happy New Year!
I usually find interesting dates at the farmers market, but today’s date wins the prize. Its numerical sequence won’t recur for a very long time. I’m enjoying it while it lasts.
Happy Twelve Thirteen Fourteen, everybody!