Busy, busy. It’s been a busy day. Not a creative day, but I did get a lot of those things done that needed doing.
I started out by looking under my car to see what was making the grinding and scraping noise I heard when I was driving home last night from the Co-op.
Jon drove behind me on the way to the repair shop and watched a sheet of metal, under my car, lift off the road the faster I drove. It turned out to be a quick fix, my heat shield had come undone, and a couple of hours and $35 later I was pulling back into the drive way.
Then I finished sewing my Suzy and Hen Potholders and got most of them in the mail too. That includes typing invoices, printing labels, sorting out the money and packing them all up.
Then to the post office. It was a busy day there too. I actually had to wait in line. But Wendy is back at work after having a double knee replacement and we had plenty to talk about.
At the bank, I got some cash (dated after 2006 as Dahn recommended) for my trip to India (only two weeks away!) and deposited the checks. Me and one of the tellers share a birthday tomorrow so we had fun talking about how we’d each spend the day. (Jon’s taking me for a getaway in Vermont for the night!)
When I got home I packed up a few more potholders and a book for Jon’s granddaughter, Robin (a counting, board book based on Jane Austen’s Pride and Prejudice).
Then I fed the animals and with Fate and Red, walked over the Gulley Bridge into our back woods. I squatted in the snow and leaned my back against a big old walnut tree. It had a giant hole more than half way up. It must be hollow inside, because I could look right through one smaller hole and see the sky on the other side.
We also heard an owl hooting only twice. Or was it a bear? I’ve been told they make a similar sound.
After dinner I balance my check book and wrote some thank you to a few people who just sent me donations for my trip. One person sent me $20 and told me to buy myself something in India. I I still get choked up over the lovely things people write to me and the money they send.
It was somewhere around that time that I remembered I hadn’t blogged. So here I am. Not the most interesting or creative day, but a necessary day.
Oh and in between it all I was trying to get Jon to rest. He’s been sick with a cold and doesn’t know how to take it easy. I did get him to take a few naps, let me make dinner and drowned him in tea.