Today is wash day at Grandma K’s house. I woke to the sound of thunder bouncing off the walls of my hometown. What crazy weather we’ve been having! Good thing I don’t hang my clothes on the wash line to dry because it might be late August before I’d get them back! Rain, slushy rain, cold temps, pale skies….yes, I can really see the appeal of living here! Like Seattle, only colder.
Mom’s laundry facility is on the second level of her apartment building, only about 8 or 9 steps up, but I am still hiking up and down stairs on this vacation. How funny is that? Lori’s house is a split-level so that was nothing but up and down, down and up to get anywhere. I can’t help but chuckle about this situation. Certainly I am better off being here than in Florida because of all the great folks and fun, other than the weather, that is.
Since Mom isn’t the only tenant in the building, we sort of take turns accessing the washing machines and dryers, a roll of the dice to find them not in use. I struck out on my first attempt this a.m., finding only one machine available, but when returning to move the clothes to the dryer, found two open for washing. Victory! Life’s small pleasures, right?
Yesterday morning, Mom took me to Perkins’s for potato pancakes and then we went off delivering service folders and other mailbox materials. Mom is on the committee at church that is reaching out to those seldom seen, making personal connection with folks by delivering the contents of their overloaded boxes. We were fortunate to find one person at home but had to leave the other two deliveries at their door, as no one was home. Mission accomplished, though, as all her deliveries were made!
The afternoon was spent with my dear friend, Linda, as we had a wonderful lunch at the Court House Pub just down from church. Tom, her hubby, joined us there but then had to return to work while the two of us went to her house to crop. I am working on a heritage album for my mother-in-law, Lucile, who died in August last year, and Linda just returned from a cruise so she has projects waiting for her as well. All of sudden we had to fly back up her steps from the craft room and off to Two Rivers for a manicure appointment she had! Again, more stairs..te, he, he! The lady who does the nails works from her basement salon so we had to climb down and then back up outdoor steps in the rain. I can’t help but chuckle about this, guys!
Once we got back to Linda’s house, we went back downstairs to work some more until Tom came home to bbq some brats and burgers—in the rain! Poor guy! Oh, what a delicious treat it was to have a home-cooked brat, and to be with my good friends while doing so! After supper we went down again to the craft room to “work”, making great strides in our projects. Linda complimented me by saying she was “influenced” by my pages, found them to be interesting and enlightening. It’s often helpful to work with someone else, have another person to bounce ideas off of and so on. We two did a lot of bouncing last night, let me tell you!
Mom’s laundry facility is on the second level of her apartment building, only about 8 or 9 steps up, but I am still hiking up and down stairs on this vacation. How funny is that? Lori’s house is a split-level so that was nothing but up and down, down and up to get anywhere. I can’t help but chuckle about this situation. Certainly I am better off being here than in Florida because of all the great folks and fun, other than the weather, that is.
Since Mom isn’t the only tenant in the building, we sort of take turns accessing the washing machines and dryers, a roll of the dice to find them not in use. I struck out on my first attempt this a.m., finding only one machine available, but when returning to move the clothes to the dryer, found two open for washing. Victory! Life’s small pleasures, right?
Yesterday morning, Mom took me to Perkins’s for potato pancakes and then we went off delivering service folders and other mailbox materials. Mom is on the committee at church that is reaching out to those seldom seen, making personal connection with folks by delivering the contents of their overloaded boxes. We were fortunate to find one person at home but had to leave the other two deliveries at their door, as no one was home. Mission accomplished, though, as all her deliveries were made!
The afternoon was spent with my dear friend, Linda, as we had a wonderful lunch at the Court House Pub just down from church. Tom, her hubby, joined us there but then had to return to work while the two of us went to her house to crop. I am working on a heritage album for my mother-in-law, Lucile, who died in August last year, and Linda just returned from a cruise so she has projects waiting for her as well. All of sudden we had to fly back up her steps from the craft room and off to Two Rivers for a manicure appointment she had! Again, more stairs..te, he, he! The lady who does the nails works from her basement salon so we had to climb down and then back up outdoor steps in the rain. I can’t help but chuckle about this, guys!
Once we got back to Linda’s house, we went back downstairs to work some more until Tom came home to bbq some brats and burgers—in the rain! Poor guy! Oh, what a delicious treat it was to have a home-cooked brat, and to be with my good friends while doing so! After supper we went down again to the craft room to “work”, making great strides in our projects. Linda complimented me by saying she was “influenced” by my pages, found them to be interesting and enlightening. It’s often helpful to work with someone else, have another person to bounce ideas off of and so on. We two did a lot of bouncing last night, let me tell you!
