Spring Storms

Our spring storm started last night about nine with misting rain.  The lightning and thunder followed with heavy downpours intermittently.  The lightning and thunder not only followed it, but stayed until four this morning.  One large flash after another and you knew the clap that shook the windows was on its heels.  Some time after four it turned cold enough that we now have white on the rooftops and lawns.  What a slush fest.

It was just my luck to have restless leg syndrome last night after I went to bed.  It doesn’t happen often, but once in a blue moon is often enough.  When Dennis got up this morning at seven, he found me propped up on the sofa with my feet on the foot stool so my legs were higher than my butt, covered with afghans.  Thus far today I have been determined . . . no naps.

Dennis braved the slush and met up with the fellows at McDonalds for some chit chat.  Dennis’ bud, Dwayne, has found out he can’t carry his phone in his left shirt pocket to access with his right hand.  It is too near where he has had a pacemaker recently put in and it messes with phone calls.  Who knew!  A hard habit for an older fellow to break.  Back hip pocket it will need to be.

It has been several days that I ignored the studio calling.  Putting in three hours today, I shut the ceiling lights off as well as the sewing machine’s.  The sump pump has begun running and I can hear the trickle of water running in the tile channels making its way to the northwest corner of the basement floor where it egresses up and out.  It also makes for chilly, chilly air in the studio.  I always wear shoes in the studio standing on the concrete floor.  I wasn’t about to overdue it and have a second night of the legs having the hebbie geebies.  I did work long enough to get the lay of the next series of quilt blocks, six of them, ending up with fifteen fabrics stitched together for a 4.5″ finished block.  It will go easier the next time I visit.  

The last item I needed to check on today was the amount of minutes I have left on my Tracfone.  Having let the landline go, that Tracfone is quite important for medical calls and such.  We really do not miss the landline phone or the robo calls that came with it.