Came home and nuked a frozen entrée, put in “Benny & Joon”, and finished the cuff on Willow’s sock. Just finished documenting the pattern, thus far, on Ravelry. I have about half an inch of heel flap done.
Got a call from my friend M. at church; she is the ward librarian. My scripture tote finally showed up in the lost and found, so I dropped everything and dashed over to the chapel. Feeling very thankful, as I wasn’t quite ready to replace my scriptures. I have had this set since early 1992, when we sold our house in Irving for $2,500 cash, to avoid foreclosure.
If we could have held onto that house for another five years and rented it out, it would have been paid for, and we would have had a modest income from it. But when we moved to the Hill Country, we basically took the clothing on our backs and left almost everything else behind us. I did make a couple of trips back to take down things I needed for my craft business.
Ah well, it’s only money.
Tonight is all about pulling my weight (as a member of the activities committee) for Trunk or Treat on Saturday night. I will be back at the chapel tonight, helping with the set-up. The Spanish ward has theirs tomorrow night. We have ours on Saturday night. Half the decorating, twice the fun. I bought my chips and salsa and two bags of candy when I did all that grocery shopping last weekend.
I think this new calling is going to be like a basketful of ironing. A whole lot of unnecessary dread while contemplating it, and a whole lot of satisfaction once I actually get going. Immensely thankful that I am not the nursery leader, because I’m not sure that I could get up off the floor, unassisted, after story time.
Time to grab the gym bag and scoot.
- 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!