neyronrose (neyronrose) wrote,
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Sunday

S. helped me with getting my room organized.  I called him around 10:30 a.m., and asked if he was on the train.  He said he was.  I got ready for the day and then drove to the train station.  I got there just as he was getting off the train, so the timing worked well there.

Mostly we recycled a lot of paper, and he helped me sort out various kinds of paperwork.  I put some books that were by my bed onto various bookshelves.  I had everything from some of Wanda Brunstetter's Amish romances to Dishonorable Passions: Sodomy Laws in America 1861-2003.  "I read all kinds of things," I said.  "All kinds."  S. was fascinated that I had the Christian romances.  It turned out that I had two copies of Explosive Eighteen.  I must have gotten it when it came out in hardcover, and then the paperback just a little while ago.  I was mad at myself.  However, that was why I was getting help.

S. had gotten to the suburban train station at 11:30 a.m., and said he wanted to get the 4:30 p.m. train back.  We got in a good amount of work between noon and 4:00 p.m.  There's still a lot left, but S. said he would come again.
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