Saturday of the Third Week of Lent: 6:15 PM

 Got up at 5:00 AM. I did the sign of the cross.

I showered.

I prayed the Rosary.

I then did some Duolingo.

Brazil.  My student told me about  a dam where the drying of the water revealed a pile of cars that had been reported stolen to the insurance companies.

Beijing.  My young student had an amazing vocab.

I then got ready for a shift of fundraising.

I then drove there.

Behind me as I sat there I could see this:

The Canad Inns and my car.

Not too many customers at the shop.  So not much rejection. I read a lot on my phone: ten chapters of that Trollope novel that Alec Guinness got me to read, and Iran war analysis:  either the mullah regime will fall soon because it has sustained tremendous damage, or Iran has weathered the damage and USA will either be bogged down or forced to retreat from the Middle East.  I heard it said that the Iran attack will deter the Chinese from invading Taiwan because it has shown the CCP that America has great resolve and that the CCP will see that the USA doesn’t have the resources to defend Taiwan so it will have incentive to attack it.  While not reading, I didn’t raise much money.  I prayed the stations of the cross.

Then I went to Sobey’s to buy my Mom some whipped cream that she mentioned she had forgotten when going grocery shopping yesterday.  I took it home, hoping for some appreciation, and she asked me why I didn’t tell her I was going to Sobey’s.  I can’t win today.