Exodus 7, Psalm 7, Luke 11
It was busy at work. People were working downstairs in the rummage area;a group of ladies had their monthly bunco games in the parlor in the afternoon;the phone repairman came and replaced old wiring on the outside of the building and got our new phones working correctly; a lady came with information about needing census-takers;and I was trying to get the W-3 ready to send in to Social Security with the W-2 forms. I called the IRS forms office and ordered to more 941X forms to amend some of the ones turned in last year.
When I got home from work, I slept in the recliner until 6 p.m. and woke up feeling rather dazed after dreaming weird dreams.
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