Himself: Swam, job hunted, applied for jobs, posted his blog….with great pictures, and it was a good day.
Herself: Worrying about Tehachap up north as over 40 homes burned there yesterday, Started quilt, made appointments, and decided that I liked Tuesdays when the only thing on the agenda is swimming.
Quiltatropic: Is similar to Phototropic. You gotta have a sense of humor when you can’t sew a straight seam.
Gratitude: That I washed all those fabrics months ago.
Tomorrow, not only do I swim, but after lunch we have a meeting with my financial man. He moved north, he vanished into north county, and he changed management companies all virtually assuring me, if not all of his customers, that there would be a distinct lack of communication. The core problem seems to be that he can’t say a thing to me without reporting it to those he works with. Big brotheritis. The last company insisted he sell his customers specific stocks. All brokerages push for this. This one is just as bad in its own way, and I will again say something about how I feel about this.
After swimming and the poetry group.
I guess I will pick up the house today after the store.