Thursday I dug around in data bases and deleted hundreds of photos from my photohost. It was a little like cleaning out the linen closet or a bookcase. Friday I went to work and discovered that someone had cleaned out their linen closet. Unfortunately, I don’t need the many embroidered pillow cases or bridge cloths with matching napkins…all hand stitched.
Nor did I need the fighting duo as my desktop. Grrrrrrr…….clang, BANG!
To quiet things a bit, Ommmmmmmm, I changed my focus to the quiet of Alaskan views. I need quiet as I have been losing things again with a certain lack of dignity. I took my partial out while brushing my teeth in the car, and later I couldn’t find it. Yesterday, I managed to lose my Visa card just after using it at the cleaners. Both days, the lost were found in the car.
Maybe I will go buy that grey on grey plaid hand sewn bridge cloth after all. The perfection of it’s stitching to remind me of the fallibility of my behaviors.