8:15 AM: Playing “hooky” from Writers’ Hour – well, not exactly, got caught up in a Huff Post article on family sexual abuse…thankful ever so much that such emotional, mental and physical toll n’er existed in my life…tho’ I do recall my mother telling me that her stepfather attempted (succeeded?) in abusing her three younger sisters – his daughters – until she, my mom, threatened to end his life if he ever did such again. Apparently he didn’t but did wind up in a mental facility where he lived out his life…how long that was, I don’t know or if I did, recall. Not the subject I intended to share
Today started with the delivery of a new faucet for the kitchen sink. True to AZ word, the package was delivered before 8 AM today. This will be the third faucet in twenty years – planned obsolescence, any one? And this one is a “back to the future” model, i.e, the first was this style…
161 words so far in approximately 30 minutes, give or take. I actually have no plan about that to write – but that’s OK: It is the “moment” that counts…
8: 44 AM: The clock ticks, steadily. I am preparing to meet quilting/friends this morning for our monthly gathering: good food; good sharing; good fun… several of us are beginning an embroidery project, a skill, shall I say, is “new to me” tho’ I no doubt dabbled as a child. I smile for I recall my mother’s retirement projects: she too dabbled, or probably reconnected with stitch. Eventually, discovering rigid heddle weaving, she played and practiced and played and practiced until she was able to not only produce a placemat, towel, wall hanging, she was able to weave fabrics as tho’ she was using a four harness loom and… she wound up teaching this to others at a weaving shop in the area.
8:55 AM: “OK Writers, our time is up …” And we are now being summoned to wrap up for the closing; sharing – via chat, what we each accomplished. At the end, a couple of us are invited to share our progress, a way to encourage not only others but also , most importantly, ourselves …
9:00 AM: “We did it! It’s the top of the hour !” And thus another day ends…TBC.
8:32 PM: Shortly after I typed the above sentence, I left to join my quilting friends – easily a good hour’s drive, especially during “still AM rush hour”. Complicated because I took a wrong turn and overshot my route; even with that, I managed to be the first to arrive. Go figure. We had good food and a great time – always do- sharing projects and ideas. I shared my June journal pages – not done but getting there…
On the way home I stopped at a Joann’s looking for black rick rack. No such luck. Guess, I’ll see what Prime has to offer…
monday morphs into tuesday… I had the best intentions, plans and ideas yesterday to post … and somehow for some reason, some way, the day got away from me … as it did over the weekend. Perhaps because I was on Zoom, more than off, it seems – I hasten to add, not a complaint, just a fact. I am grateful for Zoom and other similar technologies; not only are we able to keep in touch with family, we’re also enabled to:
saturday -the 15th- afternoon, I went to Barnes & Noble and managed to spend more than enough on books to keep me company for a bit…more on them tomorrow. t’ws my first visit to a bookstore since February! I also stopped at a local office supply – filled with back to school supplies. In normal times, the inventory would be pretty much decimated. I bought the little guys each their own composition notebook, designed specifically for their ages: 6 and 2 3/4. I know that through the balance of 2020, Chris (6 years) will be doing first grade virtually and Elias, of course, will want to do everything his big bro’ (idol) does. I felt a tinge of sadness as I looked at all the school supplies – memories of back-to-school from my childhood, my nieces, flooded over and floored me as the reality of these times stopped me cold. [deep sigh].
yesterday it rained off -n-on and then of course stormed – just as Norman was putting the trash out for tuesday’s collection. why not? fortunately, tv reception wasn’t affected so we were able to watch the Democratic National Convention.
today was nearly perfect – low 80s ! Unheard of in the middle of August in these parts. I do not complain! Cheers~
PS. A reminder: next Tuesday, August 25 is the monthly one little word linkup on this blog!
Morning Glory Studio 