My Week: Surprise, Surprise

Sunday morning, I got up after daylight and when I looked out to see if the clouds weren’t blocking the sun, I was amazed to see snow! Not a lot but enough to cover the ground. It had evidently been carried to the deck by the wind because about half of it was covered in spite of the roof. The day was spent doing laundry and all the other things I normally do when I don’t have to go anywhere. DD and merm were going to his Christmas concert with the community choir so we didn’t have our usual conversation. Or not so usual any more.

My neighbor called me and said she had gotten some more drying racks for me and she’d leave them for me on Tuesday. She did and they are really nice ones.

On Monday, I overheard the girls talking about our Christmas party. I usually set the date but this time I left it up to them. When I asked what day it would be, they told me Wednesday! I hadn’t gotten anything for anyone, let alone the gift for the exchange/fight. Someone said, “Don’t you remember the list of food we were making?” Well, yes, but I’d never heard a date. Or maybe I had phased that part of the general office noise out. I tend to do that because I do have my work to do, too. Oh, well. My part was to be salad and fruit so I figured I could handle that and their gifts would just have to be late. I think the girls were wondering about my mental capacity. It reminded me of this sweet poem passed on to me by my friend in the nursing home. It was published in her church bulletin:

Do not ask me to remember,
Don’t try to make me understand.
Let me rest and know you’re with me.
Kiss my cheek and hold my hand.

I’m confused beyond your concept.
I am sad and sick and lost.
All I know is that I need you
To be with me at all cost.

Do not lose your patience with me.
Do not scold or curse or cry.
I can’t help the way I’m acting,
Can’t be different ‘though I try.

Just remember that I need you,
That the best of me is gone.
Please don’t fail to stand beside me,
Love me ’til my life is done.
~Author Unknown~

Tuesday, I had planned to go by the store on the way home but it was too cold to stop. I figured I’d take care of it the next morning which I did. There was no walking at the track all week but I’ve been giving the Wii a real workout. Most days, I’ve gotten in over 10,000 steps with Walk It Out! before I go to work. There was none of that on Wednesday. I fixed my lunch plus did up a quart of fresh squeezed OJ to talk as part of my offering. I also peeled and sectioned three Hichayas as a portion of my fruit requirement. Ten Clementines completed that and I took a cucumber and a good Peru sweet onion for the salad. I stopped at the Pig and got a bag salad and some grape tomatoes. The gift card rack didn’t have anything I wanted for $10 (the gift cost limit) so I grabbed a Pig gift card and headed for the checkout.

And that’s what made me so late for work. I’d already let them know I wouldn’t be there on time but I hadn’t counted on the gift card taking so long to get activated. I think the cashier scanned it backwards but I’m not versed in the ways of such so I can’t say for sure. Anyway, when she keyed in the number, it said it was unauthorized. It took many many minutes and one of the others calling the company to get it done.

The juice was a hit but only two of the girls helped me eat the persimmons. One of them said she didn’t like it because it reminded her of cantaloupe. Cantaloupe? I don’t get the association but that’s me.

During the gift war, I played along but I managed to get my gift card back. I didn’t need anyTHING, though the other gifts were nice, but I think a gift card to the Pig was sort of pale in comparison. I can easily spend the $10.

One of the girls gave me a good-smelling candle (and if the lights keep blinking like they have been, I may have to use it), another gave me some Christmas socks which I put on because the heat in the office wasn’t working and a third gave me a little sign for my desk. On one side it says, “I’m busy. Can I ignore you tomorrow?” and on the other it says, “How about a tall glass of not gonna happen?” It is currently sitting on the top of the hutch facing the door.

There was lots of salad left so I persuaded the second shift person to take it. I loaded up my loot and came home.

On Wednesday, I got a phone call that has made me the official bank and post office person. If I’m out, then the other person will be me. Seems the insurance doesn’t look kindly on the person who makes out the deposit taking it to the bank. Separation of duties and all that. So…okay. I don’t make out the deposit at the hospital so I’m allowed. The keys with a bow on the keychain were passed to me that afternoon.

Thursday, I had my first official day as the bank/post office person and it was strange to take the deposit bag over and not leave the keys. I visited my friend in the nursing home and she showed me what she’d been playing on Chrome. The Chrome Web Store is open and I’d emailed her the link. There are lots of freebies on there and she’s been sampling. We also have four Wordscraper games going. My prediction is that we’ll each win half.

That night, an email from my now oldest sister said her sister-in-law had a stroke and was paralyzed on one side. I can’t even begin to imagine how scary that would be. I requested prayer for her in church today. My praise was that my sister in the Great Northwest and her husband both went home from the hospital yesterday. Our middle sister (I still think of that way even though she isn’t in the middle any more) has been frequenting the doctor’s office lately. I should have requested prayer for her, too. Our family isn’t as healthy as it once was.

Yesterday, my light therapy lamp came. I’ve used it twice now and I think it’s going to get me out of the funk I’ve been in since I haven’t been able to walk at the track. Oh, I could walk but I’d probably have icicles hanging off my nose. I know I perked up after 15 minutes last night and another 30 this morning. It doesn’t tan. It’s to get my circadian rhythm back in sync. One of the girls at work said she didn’t know she had a circadian rhythm.

When I got to the church this morning, the pianist was already playing for song service. The Christmas season has arrived in full force. One of the requests was for “We Three Kings”. That always reminds me of two things. When I was a little girl, my mother played the piano for church. It was (to me, then) a huge sanctuary that had a long aisle. The platform was situated across a corner so the pastor and the elders had to walk down the aisle rather than in a side door. Mother was playing the requisite carols one Christmas season and had just gone into “We Three Kings” when the door squeaked and she knew three men would be solemnly marching along. It was a story she told over and over.

The second thing it reminds me of is the song in “A Claymation Christmas”.

There have been phone calls going back and forth all week about the memorial service for the 50 year old church member who lost his battle with a myriad of health problems that started with bone cancer. I’m to play so I stayed after church to practice with the pianist who has been asked to sing.

When I got home, I did some Sabbath-like Wii things. My favorite is cycling around an island. There isn’t a time limit to do it but placing is calculated on how quickly one navigates. I’ve jumped off high walls and run into buildings but never have wrecked. That wasn’t the case when I was actually on a bicycle. I had some spectacular spills with a few scars still visible.

I’d planned to wash the romaine tonight for the salad I’m taking for tomorrow but it’s getting later and later. Hopefully, the power will stay on. I’d hate to have to crank up the gas logs.

2 Responses to My Week: Surprise, Surprise

  1. matthewjg December 18, 2010 at 5:44 am #

    It’s nice to enjoy the spirit of the season. Happy Holidays!

    • Tommie December 18, 2010 at 8:09 pm #

      You’re right! And they are upon us in full force!!

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