No Set Schedule
When I awoke the sun was shining. Did I kick it right into gear? No. I took my time, letting the eyes adjust.
Of course Saturday is dust bunny chasing day. Where do they all come from! As the laundry was humming away I started at the far end of the home and kept on going east. By twelve noon, the laundry was done. The fresh bedding was in place for snuggling into tonight and the kitchen and bathroom floors were drying from being mopped. All on schedule.
I had planned on getting the lights on in the sewing studio right after lunch. Dennis got a phone call that his daughter and family were in town from Silver Bay. We would be getting company. They had traveled here yesterday to take in their granddaughter’s basketball tournament. We had thought of taking it in initially to watch great granddaughter, Addison, who is in seventh grade. Both of us climbing bleachers and sitting upon them for four to six hours, we passed on it.
We spent the later afternoon visiting with the up north family in our home. Totally enjoyed catching up with them. They had planned on leaving tomorrow but the snow forecast had them packing it up and leaving this early evening. For them driving in the evening hours tonight was advantageous from thinking of driving in now and blowing snow tomorrow.
I did go down into the sewing studio to tidy up from a project I had been working on for the last week or so. The Kimberbell kit that I won at the Bernina shop in Bird Island before Christmas is done for . . . 2020 Christmas. It was a lot of putz work. There were 24 blocks that needed embroidery in addition to having applique on them. As time went on, I was able to use all the remaining batting from the scrappy quilt that had just been long-armed. It was a challenge and something that I would never have thought of purchasing on my own. Sometimes we need to step out of our comfort zone. I will be sending Amanda and Kelly a photo of the completed project as it was a generous kit to be put into a drawing.
I stuck a pork roast in the oven this early afternoon for our supper. It sure is beginning to smell good. I know Dennis will pull together some instant mashed potatoes. We have not had a batch of them for some time. Dennis has been laying low today as the right hand of his is letting him know it did not appreciate having needles stuck into it yesterday. With that situation, I hope we are on the downhill slide for a solution. He comments that it feels like he has been handicapped for long enough.
When the day arrives and there are no set schedules, it’s amazing how the day rolls by.