Herself: I spent the day with him. Simple day, simple food, simple movie. Quiet company. Bee called. She’s back from London and Paris. I’ll talk with her today after the pool.
Reading: Speer. I’m well into the war years now, and I’m simply appalled at the thinking.
Balance: A silly movie.
Get the quilt top done. That’s my goal this week. I saw the first finished blocks in the pictures at last years HS reunion. Oh my. All I need to do now is border the top and put it together in a sandwich with the padding and the backing. I can get a lot of boxes out of the computer room if I do that.
Simple stuff. I spilled a glass of water on my computer table yesterday. Simplicity is a clean and empty table top. I want to clean and empty out the computer room as a whole just like the table. I almost live in it during the winters when it is too nippy in the rest of the house, and there’s nothing simple about this room by the end of the winter.
Projects here: scanning the unique in my old journals. Projects there: Emptying the bottom drawer of my dresser of fifty years of personal stuff. And more stuff. More projects: The quilt. Layers of it.
Layers of life everywhere.