Lately, this blog seems like a long, lost friend that I need to visit more often. More and more, I’m finding it more difficult to make my way over here to blog. Sometimes, I’m just not feeling it, and then when I am, I have other things to do. Such as the following…
The past week went by in a whirl of activity. There’s something about the arrival of warm, sunny days that makes me want to clean and spruce up the place! Therefore, the beginning of last week found me stripping old wax off the kitchen floor, and applying new wax. I know, waxing floors is a dying activity, but my floors aren’t the no wax kind–yet! It took both Ed and myself to get the task done, but we made it! We were so inspired by having a clean, shiny kitchen floor, the following day we began shampooing carpets, and spent the next two days doing that! Unfortunately, I think I hurt my back, in the process, so it’s been aching for several days. Live and learn.
In addition to cleaning floors, all week, I was trying to get ready for a yard sale, on Saturday. I’d spend a couple of hours, here and there, working on that. Meanwhile, Ed finally got started building a small shelter to store his lawnmower under. I worry a bit about him, it’s his first real project since his heart attack, in October.
Ed and I had our yard sale, on Saturday, along with our daughter and her husband. We held the sale at Ed’s parents’ house, and could not have asked for a prettier day! The weather was cool and foggy, at first, but that soon gave way to glorious blue, sunny skies. We didn’t make a lot of money because we had our stuff priced cheap, but we got rid of a lot of stuff! At one point, we gave a chair away, and when the chair wouldn’t fit into the lady’s car, our son put the chair in my van and delivered it to her house!
Prior to the yard sale, I worried about “Trouble”, the cat who lives alone at Ed’s parents’ house, because I was afraid she might get hit by a car, with all of the traffic coming to the sale. However, I think all of the yard sale activity was more than “Trouble” could stand, so she quickly disappeared until the end of the day. “Trouble” did have a close call earlier in the week, though, when she ran onto the highway to greet Ed as he was coming to feed her. My blood runs cold just thinking about it!
Speaking of “Trouble”, she was in “hog heaven”, on Friday night, when Ed and I took a break from pricing stuff, and shared a pizza at his parents’ house. We let her in the house with us, and she sat at the table and begged for scraps from our pizza, which we gladly shared. Then she wandered all around the house, looking at the boxes sitting all around. The whole situation makes me sad. Four years is a long time to live alone, at an empty house, but, at least, she has the visit from “the man with the can” to look forward to each day.
In other news, Ed and I were tickled pink when we discovered that our garden peas have sprouted! There’s a beautiful row of little green plants now decorating the row! We’re hoping they will soon be joined by some potato sprouts. Our seedlings, growing in cups, are doing quite well, in spite of the fact that I dropped one of the trays, last week. What a mess that made, but the plants all seemed to have survived, believe it or not.
We managed to have some great time, with family, on Saturday, when all the rest of our gang met up following the yard sale. The weather was so nice, the adults sat outside and watched the grandchildren all playing together. Actually, our oldest son, and perhaps the biggest kid of all, was pretending to be the wrestling announcer (complete with a karaoke machine), while each child took a turn strutting up the steps and getting onto the trampoline they were using as a wrestling ring! If I hadn’t been so tired, I surely would have taken some video of “the show”.
As suppertime neared, our youngest son volunteered to go to town and pick up some food for supper. Praise the Lord for him, because this woman sure didn’t feel like cooking! I think everyone enjoyed the food and the fellowship, I know I did, even if I had to enjoy much of it from my spot on the couch!
The rest of the weekend passed, and all too soon, it was time to change our clocks–all twelve of them! Yes, Ed and I actually have twelve clocks! Oh, how I dislike this time of the year, when the time changes! In addition to adjusting all of those clocks, I’ll spend the next month trying to get my body clock readjusted. On that note, I’ll just say “Have a happy Monday” and get ready for my appointment at the dermatologist’s office. Fun times–not!