A gift

A knock on my door this morning led to my discovering this cookie, a gift from the residents' association.  I won't be eating it, but I thought it was pretty enough to blip.

I realized last night that I have an awful lot to get done before my surgery on Wednesday and I've been in full get-ready mode for quite a while  Hoping I can manage clean clothes, food that I won't need my left hand to prepare, and not too much clutter.  I've changed my Friday appointment with Dr. Morales to a video visit.  I'm sure other things will come to mind as the day goes on.