At last, two nights of good sleep. Little coughing. The great G rearranged the TV and it’s electronics so the bed can go up to the window again. I added two Tylenol to my Nyquil regimen, and feel quite human at last. Waking up every hour on the hour coughing is not the way I like to live.
At work, we prepare for a kitchen sale June 6, 7, and 8. My part is pricing cookbooks. There’s been an enthusiastic response asking for kitchen things and cookbooks. So far I’ve priced more than eight of those big plastic bins filled with cookbooks. Never have I seen so many good cookbooks in one place. G and I donated two Sunbeam Mixmaster’s. One is turquoise from the 1950’s with rocket fins and clear bowls. The other is a 1932 gem that’s battered looking but runs like a champ.
Here at home, the living room is blue once again. I love the end result, but changing the colors and art seemed time consuming this year.
Lastly, all along I have been working on a photo book of our trip through Panama. Two years ago, I stopped building albums myself. I let Snapfish do the construction for me. I photoshop the pictures, then after making the choice of images, I add text. Of course this is a long relearning process each time for me of the fuzzy brain. The end result is a far better product than I would produce with glue and pen, yet it is us in all our foibles.
Today I finish choosing the pictures and begin creating the actual book.