It’s a Day on Stauffer
I realize it is cold and I have a lot of empathy for those who need to be out and about in it. Me . . . not so much.
I did make a run for a prescription for Dennis. Lo and behold one of my all time favorite people caught sight of me and there is a block of time I will never get back. Good grief, I have been away from the courthouse for almost eight years, there is no way I am any longer competent to field questions about values that lead to taxes. Finally the druggist caught my eye and said I was ready to check out. Check out – that was an understatement.
Dennis comes in from the porch and reports that all the livestock is doing well, those with fins and those with four feet. I would like to be a mouse in the corner when the six cats are moving about in the middle of the night. The newest, Tabatha, has found that one of the chairs is a second choice from the cardboard box. I did dream last night that she was in the house and when I opened the door to the outside, she did leave. Dreams are crazy. Dennis does open one of the patio doors for anybody that wants to go outside. They all so go out for a bit, but before long, there are anxious eyes peeking in hoping that Dennis will catch them out of the corner of his eye and open the door. I do take that back, Tabatha has not been near the door since I rescued her from the below zero temps on Saturday. I bet she thinks she is enjoying one of those nine lives that she thought she would never experience.
One huge expanse of crafting. It feels so good to have a variety of interests and then be able to stretch out and work through them. How could I possibly have anything handier than bricks to hold down items that need to have the glue set. I do know some would use lead ingots. As I have been cutting and gluing, my mind has been working on the next quilt project. I have an idea for fabrics I have on hand and it is just a matter of putting pencil to paper to see how much yardage this new idea would take. Keeping the brain in training . . . it’s a full time job towards good health.
I am futzing around in my craft area. A well needed break from the sewing that I finished last week. I did get a call from Dennis’ granddaughter at Silver Bay. She was thrilled with all three of the quilt tops. She commented on all the little extra embroidery that I added, tailored to each individual girl. Her next step was to pass along the project to one of the two grandmas that will be adding their spin to the quilt tops. With all the projects of late, I do make sure that whatever I crank out is from what I have on hand.
I know about a year before I retired, I began watching sale items in Hobby Lobby, Joann Fabrics and items on eBay. I had no idea what I would do with the fantastic sale items, but I knew they were right up my alley. Do I think I will have all of the inventory used up in time? I hope I have enough time to blow through these stashes and then ask for a ride to acquire more.
That being said, it’s time for an apple for a late afternoon snack.