A Sense of Humor
A sense of humor in life is so terribly important.
Yesterday we tackled some of the last work outside. By the time we came in to shower up for the day it looked as if the backdoor had been left open and the fall grit, grim and shredded leaves had made it into the back entry, kitchen and bath. Dennis had mowing evidence on his clothes. My clothes that had had shredded silage on them from the weed whip and the moisture of the Hosta stems eventually dried off enough to shed with any movement. Thank goodness we have no carpeting in the house. A dance around the floors with the Swiffer mop made short work of the cleanup. We vowed to take it easier today.
Wouldn’t you know it . . . the sun presented itself with a fairly decent day by the time noon arrived. The bathroom windows are the only windows that do not tip in. With all the dirt blowing and then the rains and heavy dew . . . it was needed for a washing and cleaning. It may not last, but we needed to give it our best before cold finger weather.
Dennis had a long handled brush that took the first swipe with sudsy warm water. The rinse cycle had vinegar in it. My mom swore by it. I do know that some Windex bottles come with ammonia in it. Mom also used newspaper to dry the window. Very few streaks. We did it the old fashioned way with cotton towels. Dennis, by now, had the stepladder next to the window. With a very firm hand from Dennis, on my back side, I navigated the three steps on the ladder to do the dry-down. The firm hand stayed there until I was back on solid ground. Sweet. Mission completion. As we put things away, we laughed at the fact that neither one of us can do the entire job solo. A half plus a half does get the job done.
True to what we had said this day would be . . . we are now taking it easy.
Supper last night was Shore Land potato soup mix. I had prepared a bag of mixed vegetables to add to it. It makes a batch of eight cups. Guess what tonight’s supper will be?
Tomorrow at ten, we will both be at Aspen Dental in Mankato for the final round of dental appliances. It will be a great task to begin for completion. While we are in town, a stop at Home Depot for the weed whip plastic thread. It would be nice to get the last of the Hosta whacked down. It makes it so much easier in the spring.
Tomorrow, here comes the first week in November. Much has transpired in 2021 for Dennis and me. Son Kevin, has moved into his own shop and daughter Carrie is also working on her own business. Children finding their joy . . . priceless. Dennis and I have our joy 24/7 right here on Stauffer Avenue. It is well . . . with my soul.