Brisk Walk
This afternoon it was going to either be a nap in my chair covered to my chin with an afghan, or a brisk walk. I opted for the walk. No ice or snow under the shoes made for a no-brainer.
I stopped at the end of Stauffer to visit June. She invited me in for coffee. We had not visited since the middle of November. The covid does have her concerned and rightfully so. I had taken a mask with, but she said that wouldn’t be needed. June is an avid reader during the winter. I pick up my books from the rack of free ones at the library so I don’t need to be concerned about getting the books back during the allotted time. I can usually get into the drift of any book during the first 100 pages. If the plot has not won me over by that time, the book doesn’t make it to page 101. June’s daughter, from the metro, brings June books that she has purchased and has read. After June and I are finished with books, we swap them back and forth to each other. Its works well.
After last Thursday I had closed down the sewing studio determined to take a break before starting something new. Hmm. I really miss going down and stitching a bit each day. I will tough it out until after Christmas. The project I will tackle next is for granddaughter Megan. I was in denial. When I realized that Megan was a Junior and not a Sophomore in high school, I went into planning 101. I do want to make her a blanket/quilt to take with her to college. I have talked about this with Carrie. Once I start this, I know the sewing studio would have tell-tale signs of which I do not want Megan to pick-up on. Twiddle the thumbs Grammie and read a book! Christmas is in five days.
The clouds have settled into this gloomy afternoon that remains . . . still calling for a nap. Dennis can have a good 8 hours of sleep during the night, get up with a cup of coffee in hand going out to the patio porch and catch a nap within the first hour of him being out there. There may be a nap in the afternoon. How can I tell? The rocking chair is no longer in motion. When Dennis heads to bed at 11:00 in the evening, I can tell by his breathing, he is asleep within five minutes. I wish that were true for myself. Any napping during the day and I am paying for it at night, when I would enjoy falling asleep within minutes of getting into my awaiting bed. Such is life.
Lots of commotion this week with Christmas Eve being within days. My hope has been about making it a quiet week with preparations having been such that there is no fast and furious rush. Time will tell if I pull it off.