@ one of my children who shall remain nameless, here’s a story about a sheep you might relate to...
Funny thing is, the kids and I all live within spitting distance of Waxahachie. And four of my co-workers live there and commute to BigD every day.
We had sleet last night. Not for long, just a few minutes of tiny pings on the windshield as I ran errands before picking up Middlest for Knit Night. The high today is supposed to be 47°F [8+°C]. When I went to bed it was 33°F [might as well call it freezing, no matter how you denote it] with a wind out of the north at 22mph.
Middlest packed me a lunch, for dinner last night: two sandwiches, a bag of fresh homemade cookies, and some weird but tasty oversized pretzel chunks that were filled with peanut butter. So I had a light and healthy dinner, and I won’t need to do anything for lunch except to pour a bottle of milk and take it along. I have a liter box of soup in the fridge at work. Thanks, honey!
I had a nice, productive day at my own desk, entered five new lawsuits into the system, had an extremely brief and productive (!!!) meeting with the other two members of the Work/Life Balance Committee so we could finalize our presentation for the staff meeting on Friday and check that off our PRT’s for the year. You could file this under the heading of deathbed repentance and not be that far off the mark.
You guys know that I love Winston Churchill. He once said, “For God so loved the world that He did not send a committee.”
I put maybe an inch on cuffs of the lovely Wollmeise socks yesterday. I was headed toward the park and ride when I realized that the vacation day of two of my co-workers, meant that nobody on our admin team was available to open the switchboard. [My replacement shows up when I do, at 8:30.] So I drove in, used the monthly parking of one of the absentees, and opened up the popsicle stand at 8:00. Which meant that I could leave at 4:30 and beat the rush, run my errands, eat the nice picnic that Middlest made for me, and still be in the door for Knit Night a minute or two early.
And for a change of pace, I took my bath last night instead of this morning, so I have oodles of time to write, and to read my favorite blogs, before heading out the door. Bathing at night wouldn’t work for me during the summer, but I might just switch over during cold weather. I slept like a log last night.
There is even time to tank the car and get a hot chocolate this morning, woohoo! I saw gas for $1.49 last night but did not make time to stop.
Happy Wednesday, everybody! Smile at everybody today, if only to make them wonder what you’ve been up to.
- Four years into widowhood, after one year of incredible happiness and nearly 14 years of single blessedness. Have given up perfect manicures and pretty hands in order to resume playing the soprano recorder and to see if I can figure out how to play bluegrass banjo. Singing in the shower. Still really, *really* love to knit!