My Week: An End and a Beginning

After my stressful four days, I was dragging on Monday. I didn’t want to go anywhere and seriously considered not going in to work. I decided it couldn’t make me feel any worse so I milled around and got ready and went in—late. I managed to make it through the day. At least it would be a short week.

In spite of not feeling up to par, my Wii age on Monday was 28. Tuesday, it was 27. By Wednesday, I was feeling pretty good and it was 24. The wear and tear of people not being happy over the schedule, though, had me back up to 60 on Thursday.

Every year at this time, I have “Fruit Basket Upset” to change the rotation on the schedule. That happens because, if I don’t, the same person who got their six days at Christmas will get their six days at Christmas as long as it isn’t changed. I always make someone mad. Not angry. Mad. This year, I pretty much got my clock cleaned. It isn’t easy to change the rotation. I don’t do it for fun. I do it to be nice. Next year, I may not be nice. I may just let it stay the way it is and forget about it. On the plus side, it isn’t a bad idea to start a new year with a clean clock.

I have to backtrack to Tuesday. I went to see my neighbors for a visit and they gave me my Christmas gift. It was a nice basket full of all sorts of goodies.

With the Wrap

Assorted Goodies

There were:

    4 bananas
    1 mature coconut
    2 avocados
    2 mangoes
    1 pineapple
    4 plums
    3 grapefruit
    4 apples
    4 kiwifruit
    3 picture frames (so I can have 8x10s of each of my children’s families)

AND a set of mini gardening tools!

Mini Tools

After I unpacked everything, I ate all four kiwifruit. MMMMMMMMMMMmmmmmmmmm!

My Wordscraper opponent has slowed down in her playing. It used to be she and I would have three games going at once. Now, it’s long periods of time between words on ONE game. That’s because she found Entanglement on the Chrome Web Store. She’s encouraged me to try it but I don’t need another time waster.

Thursday night, I tried out Flim Flam/Wing Ding/whatever it is—oh, yes. FlingSmash. I completed the first level and left it at that. Sorry, merm. I want the Wii for exercise. Not for standing in one spot and aimlessly waving my right arm. If I were 7 years old, I think it would appeal to me but I’m not. I hate for it to go to waste so I’m going to return it to the ones who gifted me with it. And, no, merm. I don’t HATE it. I just don’t have any reason to keep it. It would sit on a shelf and gather dust. You can have it for when you have families with children over—or for when you have your own children! I can be the first to give them a present!!

I took Friday off. One of the girls had hurt her back and wasn’t sure she would be able to come in. Since the local phone company blocks calls from MagicJack, I had to call through Google Voice which is usually okay if not excellent. Once, I got some kind of recording saying the number I was calling wasn’t accepting calls from something or other. I didn’t quite get the last. I tried it again and got through but it was hard to hear her and she couldn’t hear me very well. At least I knew she made it in. I tried calling my Wordscraper opponent and it was the same deal. I’d sent her an invite for Google Voice. I think it will be satisfactory for her since she has a land line going to her room. I hope so, anyway.

Walk It Out! doesn’t have Sabbath music so last night I cycled around the island and ran around the island a couple of times. The first time I cycled, I found all but two of the flags and it asked if I wanted to stop and save my credits. I didn’t pay enough attention to know what to do but, after about 20 minutes, I was thoroughly frustrated and wanted to stop. When I had pressed all the buttons on the Wiimote, a message came up. Did I want to quit or continue? I selected quit and it didn’t save anything. Just to see what I was supposed to do, I went through the whole thing again. This time, it didn’t even ask me and I ended up putting in another 20 minutes before I stumbled upon the right button.

I’d planned to go to bed early but I fooled around until 11 o’clock. I could hear rain on what used to be the vents and when I woke in the night, I saw lightning and heard thunder shortly after. When I checked the rain gauge today, it had 2.75″ in it.

The bulletin at church had lots of “TBAs” in it. Fortunately, the hymns were simple. The service was, too. It was a series of testimonies of what the Lord had done for the members during 2010.

After the service, I stayed and talked to a few people. One fellow came up and hugged me and thanked me for praying for him. He’d been out of work for a long time and had found a job. It’s nice to know when prayers are answered.

When I got home, I changed into my Goodwill pajamas. I wear them around the house because they are comfortable. I’d had my green smoothie when there was a knock on the door. My neighbor asked if I could come over and get his computer online. He’d written me a note but I hadn’t seen it. It had fallen on the deck floor and was wet. I pulled on my coat after he left and went to the house. All it needed was a reboot and he was back in business. I came home and ate a couple of persimmons.

Speaking of persimmons, Dario (cherimoya.com) emailed me that he is sending me a complementary 10 lub box because several of the ones had some significant bruising. It’s nice to deal with people and companies like that!

I did some more cycling and running. This time, I had a new guide and it took me running where I’d never been before.

My sister in the Great Northwest is still total care. I continue to pray for her, her husband and my niece who has moved in with the two of them. It isn’t a good arrangement. Hopefully something will change soon.

Yesterday was the end of 2010. Today is the beginning of 2011. My wish for each of us is that we will have a truly Happy New Year.

Happy New Year

11 Responses to My Week: An End and a Beginning

  1. Lila January 1, 2011 at 9:50 pm #

    I have been wondering if your/my “total care” sister feeds herself, and was happy to learn that she does.

    • Tommie January 1, 2011 at 9:57 pm #

      Yes. She does, and she seems to have a good appetite. If she were left to fend for herself, though, she couldn’t do it. It’s sad but true.

  2. Mary Jane January 2, 2011 at 3:38 pm #

    What a wonderful gift basket from your neighbor–and gardening tools as a bonus! I’m sure you will feast on the goodies and that you will enjoy using the tools in a few months! The garden catalogs are already coming.

  3. Tommie January 2, 2011 at 9:08 pm #

    Yes, they are. Will you have grow boxes this season?

  4. Mr. Meltdown January 3, 2011 at 6:25 pm #

    Wow I wish I had such cool neighbors like you! I think that was one heck of a thoughtful and generous gift. The tools where just a fantastic idea to give someone and I am sure you will make good use of them. 🙂

    • Tommie January 3, 2011 at 7:37 pm #

      They aren’t only my neighbors—she’s my cousin. I’ve known them a long, long time. It’s good to have such good friends as the people next door.

  5. Monica M . Rivas January 5, 2011 at 11:13 pm #

    Love reading your blog Tommie. Your gift basket sound delish. I’m going to order from Cherimoya.com this week. I need some Cherimoya. I’m craving them badly!!

    XO
    M
    aka Floop

    • Tommie January 6, 2011 at 5:44 am #

      Enjoy! It’s a good thing you aren’t ordering persimmons. Mine arrived yesterday and only one wasn’t bruised to some extent or other. I think the persimmon shipping season is over. I made seven cups of persimmon “pudding” last night though it’s more like a thick drink. I used, probably, twice as many oranges in it as I should have.

      • Tommie January 6, 2011 at 6:08 am #

        I just checked the “pudding” and now it’s more like a thick sauce. A little better than drinking it, I guess. 😐

  6. Faye Martin February 23, 2011 at 3:06 pm #

    persimmons are so yummy! I would take them any way I could get them.

    • Tommie February 23, 2011 at 5:25 pm #

      The ones from Dario are super delicious!

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