A Day of Rest
Sundays were deemed to be a day of rest. Man, have we blown that out of the water. After the demolition project I had going yesterday, I had told Dennis as he went off to the last day of the gun show in Northrup, I was going to lay low for the day.
As it turned out, Carrie and Megan were planning on driving down. Megan needed to have fifty hours of driving before she could take her driving license test. What also had happened was that rather than getting on the list for taking that driving test in the metro and being on a six month list, Carrie had called the Watonwan County office and Megan will be taking her test here in St. James on this coming Wednesday.
Today gave Megan a chance to drive around St. James and get a feel of the community. I was in the backseat during the tour and I must say, Megan did a great job.
Dennis is home from the gun show and I think he may be talked out after three days of chit chat. Dennis had mentioned on Friday night that there was a fellow who would be sharpening knives. As a trial, I sent over, for Saturday, two older knives and my mom’s Fiskars scissors. When Dennis got home Saturday night, we headed into the sewing studio to do several tests on the three scissors. I do believe that those scissors will be lasting me for a very long time giving great service.
This morning when Dennis left, he took the entire butcher block of kitchen knives with him. What I need to do now that Dennis and the knives are back home is give them a good wash to remove any and all oil from them. The fellow did warn Dennis that I should wash one knife at a time so as to not cut myself or let the knives accidentally touch another. Dennis spent a total of $46 getting everything sharpened up. What a guy.
The wind has gone down and it appears that next week will be of good temperatures. The weeks go by very quickly. I may have to drag my feet a bit and slow things down.