One of my granddaughters got me a puzzle for Christmas last year. It was one thousand pieces. She knew I used to work puzzles when she was little. She used to help me. The weather was bad and I was housebound. I thought this is a good time to work that puzzle so I got it out. When I finally got all the pices laid out on my table, it covered it. I looked at it and felt, maybe I should just put this back in the box.
It took me a long time just to get the border laid out. I kept working, once I start something I feel like it has to be finished. It's been almost a week and I have it all finished except for the sky and the sky is a lot. I think there is only three different shapes to the pieces. They just all look alike. I keep telling myself I'm not too old to get a puzzle put together. When my family comes for my quake will this unfinished puzzle be still laying on my table.
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