Your Postcard. Now 4:00 PM Friday and the only mail today was your postcard. So I guess the NY Times only comes in Monday to Thursday. I did not get any last Friday either. Go figure.

Well, I did the shave, cell clean, and shower thing. I went downstairs for morning Rec and came back up ten minutes later. I read some more NY Times; I am working on Monday’s now, so I have Tuesday and Wednesday to work through till Monday mail call.

I did not do any writing yet, but hey the day is young. I did not go out Friday, and actually took a nap from 1:30 PM to 3:00 PM. I finished Master of Temptation, so I have now just started reading the fifth book.

The last time you sent books they came up around 1:30 PM from the package room. I am not sure if I might still get the ten you sent or maybe they did not make it here today. No problem, I do have plenty to keep me busy.

I am reluctant to lie down and read now, since chances are fairly good I would doze off and miss the count. That would not be good. So instead I am jotting down some more random thoughts.

I am glad the missing letter showed up, and by my count you should have received additional letters Friday and Saturday. You did not mention one way or another about coming up here Sunday, so I guess I will just keep my schedule open for you. Yeah right, like I have anything else to do or anywhere else to go.

My nose still insists on staying clogged and that’s not good. I am now starting day five of the antibiotic treatment. Then again, my sinuses are really torn up, so besides getting rid of the infection, maybe they need time to heal.

I knew ahead of time I was not getting the newspaper today, but as the CO put the postcard on my door, my first thought was, great, Mom and Dad are in Georgia and all I get is a post card. Then I realized it was from you.

So we had a two-inch square Post-It note and now a postcard. Maybe next week I will be letter-worthy? Just kidding.  ¶ 11:12 AM