Sat, 16 Jul 1994

Dear Diary:

Believe it or not, I've started packing for Neenah already. I haven't decided on which clothes to take, although it will be sort of a load since I will be gone from here for over 4 weeks. I have developed a reading list however...some books I've been meaning to read for awhile now:

"Playing in the Dark" by Toni Morrison

"Things Fall Apart" by Chinua Achebe

"The Handmaid's Tale" by Margaret Atwood

"The Letters of Abelard and Heloise"

"All My Grandmothers Could Sing"

The last of those books is a compilation of poetry by Nebraska women and is a gift from my daughter's partner.

With the net down, I turned my attention to cleaning my apartment in preparation for my departure. I doubt very much if I'll feel in the mood to do cleaning when I get back here, at least for a couple of weeks, so I'm trying to make it as aseptic as possible now. I know it won't stay that way in the four weeks I am gone...bacteria does grow places, but if I have it clean as possible now, it will be better then.

I told my chairman that I very well may spend some time in a wheelchair when first returning to work. I do *not* intend to push myself too hard.

I had to "butch" it up a bit today :) Bill and her husband came to pick up the car and we spent 3.5 hours getting it into running condition. They spent $200+ on it, but we did get it fixed and I'm not going to have to pay to get it towed away. As to the question of whether air had been let out of the tires or something else, we discovered knife punctures in all four sidewalls. I have some really nice neighbors, huh?

Love and Peace,

Robyn

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