Himself: Job hunted, swam, cars, cars, and more cars on Craigslist, job hunted. Fixed me dinner…..thank you.
Herself: Wouldn’t buy a car without oil in it. Kept life simple. Gonna do this today too.
Two days ago, as I felt the sinus sink down into agony, I sat at my computer and did a quiet project by organizing my Star of India pictures into an online album…..all in one place for the first time. Today I should be able to bestir my energy levels into organizing the projects I’ve planned for the year.
When I reorganized the bookcases in the living room, two albums surfaced that I knew hadn’t been scanned. In one, a baby book, my grandma Maudie has all my father’s childhood pictures. The other, one of those typical 1960’s albums with high acid, construction paper pages, is an album I made for my mother from the family pictures. It will be interesting to see what I felt was important those many years ago.
Next to these are two generous bins filled with wrinkled fabrics….the next quilt in bits and the bits all need ironing. There they have sat, endlessly, through the holidays, through the running away from home, through the season’s changes waiting for my enthusiasms to focus. I was focused one time last year, but some thoughtless used bookseller on Amazon took my money and ran leaving me patternless.
There's a couple of other projects just waiting for me too...just not today.
So I shan’t stir up dust….just peeking at my projects will be enough so I will know where to start. Finding that book again. Something I can do. I shan’t touch my face either. Allergies lead me to wiping my face, my nose, my eyes repeatedly with my thoroughly infected hands. Grrrr. I’ve been sick for months. Enough. If I have the energy, I will wipe down all surfaces with alcohol wipes too…..starting from the top down.
Getting it right today.