Monday begins and I'm not sure I'm ready. Last week was a humdinger of a week at work. That's okay, 'cause I have a job and am able to work.
Shop was super busy Saturday so that was good. Many things moved out and more boxes being unpacked as I type. How in the world can nine households have accumulated so much stuff?? It's all good stuff but not stuff we need. I was delighted Saturday when a grandchild was able to find every thing she needed to furnish her grandmother's new room in the nursing home and at a bargain price. It feels good to supply the needs of others.
I was exhausted Sunday and played the worthless person. I even took a nap! I did fit in some laundry and some cooking so even when I'm lazy, I'm not.
Andrew's weekend trip with the Christian athletes was successful as far as I can tell. Fifteen doesn't talk to the ole granny so much anymore. He is scheduled to perform at the Music Mountain theater the 17th, gonna play a little Stevie Ray Vaughn music...glad he is branching out. AC/DC is getting old.
Jake, the middle grandson was sick and Grandma Anna was taking him to a weekend clinic...thank you Grandma.
Sunday was Marcy's, my oldest sister's birthday. The sister who supplies most of the fantastic pictures, the one who packs my lunch for me, the one who preserves the garden food and also cares for my youngest grandson for a few hours a day. I cooked her lunch. What kind of gift do you give someone who is trying to thin their things rather than add to them?? Just a home cooked lunch but she was pleased.
Andrew and Hubbs worked on securing tin on the out buildings that March has ripped loose with her wild winds.
I have decided, I am not a writer, I am a blogger...and that is it.
Couldn't do any of it without the support of all of you. Thank you.
