Heading to Home Depot in my peppy like-new car after a quick breakfast, to pick up new knobs for the medicine cabinet in the master bathroom. We only need one knob, but while I like the eclectic look, I will like it a whole lot more if we have two that match, and they are red. Marking my territory, as it were.
We got a lot accomplished this weekend. Had so much fun with Mel and Squishy on Saturday. There are some great antique shops in the little town we visited. We came home with a red glass wind chime shaped like a fish, and a large metal whirligig that has a bajillion fish on it and is now out in our back yard. I have officially been out in the back yard (I don’t remember having done so before; I just opened the back door and tethered Gracie to the line so she wouldn't jump the fence. Two or three steps out the door does not constitute being out in the back yard, in this woman’s book.
Yesterday we spoke in Sacrament meeting, and then I taught Relief Society, and we home/visit taught the bishop and his wife, and came home and fed the missionaries. By 7:30 or so, I was plumb tuckered out. Went to bed, woke up around midnight, and poured a glass of chocolate almond milk and made two slices of toast. Then I went into my studio and opened nine boxes of books. The small red bookcase that nestles up against the armoire is now filled, and the black bookcase in the hall is mostly full. Beloved has nine boxes to break down, which should keep him out of the pool halls for awhile.
Remember how I said that no new furniture would come home with us on Saturday? We found a lovely hutch, just the right size and shape to fit in the corner of the breakfast nook and hold all the dishes I brought with me, plus maybe my Kitchenaid mixer, for half off. He was tempted. I was tempted. But the vendor is leaving that space at the end of the month (i.e., Wednesday), hence the fire-sale price. And she was only accepting cash, not gift cards or debit cards or anything other than Ben’s and Alex’s and Abe’s. So she lost a sale. I figure we will find something equally lovely (it was exquisite) closer to home at a fair price (maybe not such a bargain, but a good price) where my debit card is an option. I have yet to take Beloved over to the my antique dealer in Arlington.
The yarn store is every bit as fantastic as Mel said it would be. I came home with single skeins of sock yarn in manly colors, to whip up more baby socks for the next wave of babies in our ward. The current second sock is nearly done. I also picked up a skein of alpaca laceweight in a brand I’ve heard is good. And she carries Noro, both the Kureyon and Silk Garden, Kureyon Sock but not Silk Garden Sock, and other varieties of Noro I have yet to try. She also makes and sells fudge.
Lots of little piddly paperwork-y things to do today, so I’d best get going. Happy Monday, y’all.
- 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!