Walking in Rain Showers
Walked in rain showers this morning and thankful for jackets that have hoods. Dennis drove down the highway today to Windom. It’s only about 26 miles and I know it did him good to meet up with some fellows and talk smart to each other. This has been his first outing since his carotid surgery, hopefully the first of many to come.
While I loaded an embroidery design on the sewing machine I am managing to get several loads of laundry done in between time. Multi-tasking does me proud. Running the basement steps in between thread changes to change out the laundry from washer to dryer can’t hurt the gluts.
Dennis’ grandson-in-law, Mike, was kind enough to change out our faucets on the laundry sink a week or so ago. Today I willingly took on a bit of sewing for Mike. Having a very expensive CarHartt winter coat with the logo of his previous employer . . . just doesn’t cut it. Today Mike brought over the jacket with a patch from his current employer. It will nicely fit right over the previous one and will be ready for pickup the next time Mike stops in. This is what the barter system is meant to be.
I have several projects going in the sewing studio. It works best for me to have that variety. If I am intense on a single project, I know myself well enough that I work full bore, will loose perspective, and screw up. Now that I can walk around my two sewing tables there are multiple work areas.
Each night before I close my eyes for the last time of that day, I thank God for the day that I have had and give thanks for the wonderful serene and secure life that I have. Each morning before leaving my snug and secure bed, I ask that God fill me with his grace and that I may be a better person than I was the day before. Hey . . . I am a work in progress.