It’s been another of those weeks. I haven’t gotten to bed on time a single night and I’m about ready to call it a day and hit the hay. That rhymes. Woohoo. I probably lost a whole night’s worth of shuteye AGAIN. This has got to stop!
Last Sunday, of course I did some laundry. It’s my Sunday routine but that time, I had both a washer and dryer that work and it was so nice. I’ve washed a load here and there since but it isn’t as exciting as it was the first few days. DD and I had our weekly visit but we may not tomorrow. She’s otherwise occupied.
Monday was back to work and it was the same old same old for the most part. Tuesday was, too. Wednesday, I got off a little early and went to Wally World and grocery shopped. I hate doing that but the produce guy helped me tremendously. Those fellows earn every penny they make.
Thursday, it was raining off and on. As I headed toward the mountain, here was my view:
When I checked the rain gauge, it showed 1″ and it was surely welcome.
Yesterday, I put in my usual time and came home to collapse. Last night, I got to bed earlier but it still wasn’t when I was supposed to. I had strange dreams about a scorpion sort of critter that I had caught and was holding while DD went to get a jar to put it in. It managed to slip from my grasp and skitter away. I thought, “I’ll have to wear shoes wherever I go in the house.” When I was making the bed, there was a brown house spider on Mother’s little comforter. I took it outside and it was no longer a house spider.
The church was almost comfortable today but I had to put my jacket on, eventually. I’d forgotten that I was to play the piano today and the pianist was at the organ. I’m ‘way out of my comfort zone doing that and it shows. The missed/wrong notes kept piling up. I think I’m going to let her know that if she wants to play the organ, she can play the organ but I won’t be at the piano. That doesn’t give me much of a break at all.
Church service was overly long. The pastor said that being ordained released him from clock watching. I caught myself resting my eyes now and then.
This afternoon, I went out to get some tomatoes for my supper and showed my neighbor how the plants are loaded. I asked him to PLEASE help me eat them. The regular tomatoes have blossom end rot but the cherries are beautiful. There are so many, even the stinkbugs are having a hard time hitting each one.
Here I am. I won’t make it again tonight but I don’t have to get up at 4:30 a.m., either. This is where I bid one and all a good night.