MY WIFE IS MERE MOMENTS FROM DEATH.
Menopause is around the corner, then her certain and inevitable demise wherein the spirit and soul that is Gosia leaves her earthly body. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. It’s happening. Soon.
Happy Birthday Gosia!
It was yesterday, but I figured I’d make a post. Because she is more than 1/4 dead, even optimistically.
Italy Log, Day 1
We’re in Italy! We have internet! So eat it, Kev! I’m still boss around here. Read more for thoughts and stuff about Italy if that seems interesting to you. Forgive type-os and bad grammar. I’m exhausted and its been a confusing day in terms of language.