Gray with a Mist
It can’t decide if it was to sleet, rain or snow. Bundling up for the walk, I tried to cover myself for any of the above weather conditions.
When we had the little red pickup serviced at Jiffy Lube a while back, they told us of an oil leak that needed to be checked out. With the virus and us staying in town much of the time, we did get an appointment at our service guy, Rod. He had four full time fellows employed. He is manning his shop on his own right now. He did tell Dennis that some people that had appointments called and cancelled. He appreciated the cancellations rather than have the work done, the parts replaced and then not having them able to pay the bill. The pickup needed to be out at the shop at eight this morning.
Dennis entertained in the patio porch in lieu of McDonald’s being closed. We had donuts and coffee on board. At noon when the last of the guests left, Dennis came down into the sewing studio to let me know that his pickup was ready to be picked up from the shop. As I drove Dennis to the shop all sorts of dollar signs were going off in my head.
When Dennis came home in the pickup with checkbook and invoice in hand I was curious. The differential pinion seal needed to be removed and replaced on the front axle. Rod also replaced a stabilizer front sway bar. I read over the invoice and truth to be told, I am not up on what either of these items were. I was amazed the bill was not any higher than the $264.86 it was. It is comforting to know that when we want to be mobile we have a reliable pickup to do it in and that we have people here in our town to take care of what we need.
I am camped out in the sewing studio. I spent time this morning dinking around with resizing an embroidery design. It is part of a collection that I purchased on eBay. The one design that struck my cord was to stitch out at 10″ x 10″. The largest hoop that Bernina has is eight and a half by fifteen. The HP computer has a Bernina software package on it that allows for such dinking. The design was reduced to 83% and it is stitching as I am typing. I will let you know tomorrow how it all turns out. I don’t run my machine at a high speed with embroidery. It is telling me that the 75,000 aitches will take six hours.
I have no plans and in between time I have backed up both of our computers, gotten some homemade soup out of the freezer for supper and started a load of laundry . . . always keeping an ear open for the steady stitching until the color of the thread needs to be swapped out. In regard to the soup . . . whatever of the frozen veggies we had last night that were left over will be added to the soup. Yum.
Tomorrow is mid-week. Keep the faith and know that whatever we face each day will be a bit different tomorrow . . . AND we can handle it.