Snow Removal Time
Today was my choice of days to run errands. Sure enough there was white falling from the sky. It didn’t really qualify as snowflakes. It was a very wet sleet that still managed to coat the cement. Just enough mess to track in. It didn’t take long, Dennis had the electric leaf blower out taking off the majority of the new. Unfortunately I had to pick up a prescription for Dennis earlier and had driven the snow down to become a snow pack.
Yup . . . there is Dennis in his PJs and his garage slippers putting in his time for local effort. Gotta love the ole cowboy.
Before heading out to the bank and grocery store, I asked Dennis if there was anything that he had to add to the list that I had in my hand. Dennis had not one thing to add. Now that is contentment. My goal was to try several different types of apples to bring home. I have gotten spoiled by the Minnesota grown apples that we got at the apple barn on the way to Mankato. They closed two days before Thanksgiving. My first choice is to purchase fruit that is already pared. Late this fall I opted to having an apple or two on hand each day. Less cost and just as good for me.
Why are Dennis and I so content with not a single need or want to be had? Our pantry is full of many choices for meals. Clothing: when you are retired it is optional. Not so much the wearing of it as the choices that may fill the bill from day to day. It is not unusual for Dennis, the ole cowboy, to stay in his PJs all day to only change into clean ones for bed time. Basically it doesn’t matter. I generally enjoy a cup or two of coffee in my robe and then I have to get clothes on. Nothing is more annoying than having too much robe fabric that can get in the way when I want to reach for something and end up pulling something over . . . only to make a mess to clean up. Before I headed to the store there was no needs-analysis warranted.
I am still in limbo in the sewing studio. When Megan finished her large project I did take the sewing machine down to the nubbins for cleaning and oiling, complete with a new needle. A soft brush can catch a lot of fuzz. I have several patterns lying on the table but am lacking that burst of “let’s get this going.” I am waiting for some hardware items from Amazon to try something new. Time will tell! I will tell you that hardware may be purchased, fabric will not be purchased. I have a need to buckle down and use what I have and become creative with it. It is my personal challenge and I will have fun seeing what I can come up with. Well . . . then . . . truth to tell, when Kersten’s mom handed off the Singer Serger, there was a second box that included yardage of various amounts and patterns. Now this next ditty that I am about to share is that the fabric is much like when someone wants to loose weight. If you share your target goal, it is harder to not stay the course. I am sharing with you that I will use the fabric I have within our home and enjoy ending with some great finished projects. So . . . be . . . it!