A ducky day that seemed to pass with many good things. I don’t have very many words left for my blog posting. Dennis and I were on the open highways today – a rainy day and us with our job-jar empty – the road trip was on.

I spent a lot of time working with the shop owner in Bird Island in regard to purchasing a sewing machine. I had watched many, many tutorials online in regard to the machine I was interested in. We made the trip so I could have some “hands on” with the shop owner. The visit went well. I was so sure they would have to order the model that I had just test drove. No! We went home with the machine. Who knew that such a small shop would have one on hand?

No trip to the north is complete if we don’t stop in at Fairfax to see Kersten and Kevin and Bell and Sophie. The two pups are always ready for snuggles and throwing a few balls for the game of fetch. The visit was short and sweet. So looking forward to Thanksgiving when the entire family will be with us.

Here we are in the dark of this Tuesday evening and the sewing machine is still in the back of the pickup in its packing box. Truth to be told, it was such an exciting day, we decided to wait until tomorrow. Just as well. First off, there were two letters in the mail saying that several bills I had paid online had been declined. I called our bank and the bank has changed from being held privately to now being a part of a larger entity. I called the bank and lo and behold they have been contacted by multi customers that the routing number has been changed and only on some of the very old accounts. With the new routing number, and after some time online and on the phone, our bills are covered. I did ask about our paper checks as they have the old routing number on them. They were assured by the new Wells Federal owner that there would not be a new one for new checks at this time. Wonder of wonders.

My next item was to check on messages that had been left on our land line phone while we were on the road. One was from my Aunt Janet in Brownton, Minnesota. After getting supper completed, I called Janet back and we spoke for over an hour.

I have no idea why I thought I had so few words left in me. Sometimes it just feels good for me to recap the events of the day. After I get the green, puppy-ridden afghan repaired, and only then, will we unload the new sewing machine. Quite the thrill when it does happen.