It was very cold Thursday when I arrived in Lincoln at my kids apartment.
They knew I was coming but were not home.
I had many parcels with me. I came bearing gifts.
So I waited about an hour for them to get home.
I did not want to go back to the car (it was warm in the hall)
Plus I am pretty weak still so making it up the 3 flights with all my junk once
was all I could do. So I sat down in the hall , in front of their door and waited.
I so looked like a bag lady and more then once someone peeked out to see if I had gone away yet.
No one called management on me THANK GOODNESS!
