Drip, Drip
Coming awake this morning, I heard the drip, drip of rain off the west awning. It was quite easy to put off getting the feet to hit the floor.
After a cup of rich Folger’s coffee, I knew what would be in my job jar for the morning. Dennis’ grandson AJ has tricked out the patio porch’s television so Dennis has many choices for viewing. The tale that was told to me was that one of the patio porch’s cats stepped on the remote and now there was a problem. Hmm. It mattered not. There needed to be a fix-it. The end result was that the HP laptop needed to be in the porch to type in a new password via the secure prompt on the television set. Of course, it didn’t go as smoothly as I had hoped. Nonetheless, by twelve noon the channels were up to be viewed.
My goal today was to check on several friends. Sharon couldn’t attend the stitchers yesterday as a short text had let us know about a vehicle issue. I wanted to make sure Sharon was not in the vehicle when the issue occurred. The short of it was . . . yes, she was in her car on a busy highway when the transmission went out. Sharon is safe, thank the Lord, the car is no longer going to be able to get Sharon to future stitcher luncheons.
My once-time neighbor June ended up with covid during April and never quite got back on her feet by the time she was a negative. Several days in the hospital and she now needs to be on oxygen via a tank to be her best friend. Building her lungs up is the challenge. We didn’t visit long on the phone as she doesn’t as yet have lung capacity for much. June is on the mend and will need to keep in touch with the pulmonary department in Mankato as her left lung is quite fragile.
In between time, I have been building my count of quilt blocks for the twin t-shirt quilts. It is a challenge to create blocks with keeping of the firemen’s theme. It is far more fun than challenging. Dennis came down and checked on things in the studio and gave a thumbs up on the latest pair of blocks. Dennis is in awe of what I can pull together between websites and then getting it stitched out. That is why he was confident that getting his television back on track was possible.
The air is chilly and with more rain today . . . the furnace may be turned back on to take out said chill.