The Day Was Good
Somehow I had a busier day than I had expected. Of course when the laundry basket is overflowing, it can’t be denied. Though it’s not hard pushing buttons, they still need to have someone sorting the clothes and they don’t start themselves. I had it timed perfectly. By the time I had my walk completed, the washer was just in the last of the spinning.
Time for heavy food is over. I boiled some eggs, chopped an onion, opened two cans of chicken breast meat in water, pulled out the Mayo and . . . there . . . I had a good snacking dish that was healthy. Time to keep track of the carbs. I knew that I had gone overboard over Thanksgiving. Time to get back on track and I am doing it for no one else but me, myself and I.
Sharing from times ago and from new stitiching projects.
A trip to the post office and I am done with holiday mailing. Actually two trips to the post office as I had an incomplete mailing address on one of the packages. I don’t go overboard but I feel good sharing some embroidered items with some nieces and a nephew. In times past I couldn’t bring myself to toss Mom’s and Great Grandma Laura’s embroidery hoops. With these mailings I am lightening a bit of my stashes. It seemed the best way of fulfilling my desire to let a few family members know that they were in my thoughts while I was stitching.
With Megan and Carrie spending several days on Stauffer doing some stitching, Dennis and I have a plan for a trip to Mankato to fill in some places that need a bit of extra lighting in the sewing studio. As Dennis said, we are going to spend a few extra dollars and “get the good stuff.”
Our Christmas tree is lit and our home feels “just right.” There is no where in the world I would rather be . . . right here on Stauffer Avenue.