Struggle and Strive
Each morning I strive to begin a new day with a good attitude. Some mornings it can be a struggle to strive.
This morning my struggle and strive ending up with me having my bra on in-side out. Hmm. The hooks and eye closures are really tiny. I wiggled around a bit. Nothing totally uncomfortable so that is how it has stayed for this day, the 26th of July. Tomorrow is another day to struggle and strive for a better outcome.
My morning was going great. I will have fresh bedding to sleep in this evening. I don’t do both beds on the same day. The gymnastics warrant one at a time.
I have an oven meal for this evening. After purging the refrigerator for last night’s supper, I was ready to get my supplies out this morning. Dicing an onion is the closest to being blind I ever want to come. I literally cannot see through the watering of the eyes. From the sautéing of the onion things went better. One pound of hamburger browned and drained. Two cups of uncooked pasta . . . no elbow macaroni for my oven meals. I like the elongated ones. Once cooked there is a goodly amount. One can of drained sauerkraut. Those four ingredients combined in my round blue speckled roaster that has been sprayed with Original Pam. Clean up with Original Pam is a breeze. Knock-offs leave a burnt residue. One jar of Alfredo sauce poured over and commence folding the ingredients. One half jar of heavy whipping cream and continue folding.
Of course there was enough to fill a glass baking dish for the freezer for another time. I know that what remained in the round blue speckled roaster will be good for two suppers. About 4:30 the oven will be set at 325 degrees for a five thirty supper.
All of this before twelve noon. That is when we were going to begin mowing the blue barn acre. I didn’t get one round mowed before the zero-turn died. As it was there was a loose connection under the seat. When the mower was with the Park Mode the connection caused the mower to die. I wasn’t able to help Dennis with the mowing today, but . . . the mower has been tweaked by neighbor Randy and it is in the back garage waiting for me for the next time. Sweet!
I felt bad for not being able to help out. I felt I needed more local effort, so I went to the studio and pressed seams of the quilt top. The six strips are ready to be sewn on another day.
With that I take my leave. ♥