Wednesday, and nothing is done. Well, perhaps I’m wrong. The fridge is clean. Papa and I started some sweet pickles last night, they’re in brine in a crock in the basement. Lex is packed, kind of, I have to finish this morning.
I got my eyes checked, and needed new glasses. They’ll be here soon. I also got computer glasses, maybe that will help me type better? Well, I guess not.
D3 looked through the attic and found the sacks for the sack races at the reunion. I sure couldn’t find them, and I’m glad she did.
I need to:
- Finish packing lex
- Make a couple of pies for this weekend
- Wash
- Iron
- Clean
- Get a paper notarized, and mail it.
- Make dinner
And somehow keep the cats from going crazy, they somehow know we’re on our way out of here. It will be just a couple of days, but I’m looking forward to it.
See you at the Ark tonight, the Steep Canyon Rangers are appearing. We are blessed to see a lot of live music. This band is special, very special. The last time we saw them, I was on the edge of my chair, holding my breath from most of the show. That’s an unusual reaction, at least for me. If you can possibly make this show, or another of their, please do. You won’t regret it.
See you at Marshall Thursday through Saturday, it’ll be fun!
