All In a Summer's Day
I had the kind of day today that I had during my summer vacations for the last few years, when there was no one around but me. Wait, that doesn't sound right. I mean, a day when I don't have to consider anyone else's time or schedule, like when K spent the summer taking classes in D.C., or the summer when both girls were camp counselors and gone all day. I got up when I wanted, I did what I wanted -- nothing exciting -- without having to say to anyone "Oh, do you want to go, too? Okay, I'll wait for you."
And I'm having fish for dinner, too.
But it is very quiet and, I'll admit it, boring. I do love having K living at home 90% of the time. Yes, it is time for her to be out on her own, and she's dying to be, but while she's a full-time student, that's just not possible. The good thing is that we all know there's a finite end to her education and an actual, good job is certain to follow. So that's something.
I also took this opportunity to go upstairs to her room, which I never do unless invited. I went there to bring up her dry-cleaning so it wouldn't be hanging in my hall anymore, and I took down her curtains and hemmed them. We only put them up, oh, a year ago, and were hanging all over the floor, but she couldn't be bothered with bringing them down, and this was my chance to go upstairs and measure and cut. The good news is that my sewing machine is working fine, because the pedal was on the floor during the basement floods in April and I was worried, but all worked perfectly. Even though the machine is 30 years old -- it's the first big thing I bought after we were married -- I'm sure I could have gotten a replacement pedal if I needed it, since it's a Singer, and you can probably get replacement parts for 130 year old Singers, somewhere.
What else did I do? I had a long list. Oh, I cleaned up the floor in the Hubs' room where he took up the carpet yesterday. It really needs to be sanded and re-finished, but there are about a million things to do in the house ahead of that on the list. Looks like it's time to pick up another room-sized rug at Bed Bath and Beyond for $29.00.
Otherwise, things are quiet. I have an appointment with the doctor tomorrow to see if my recent ailment is improved or if I have to have surgery. Euw. I think it's better, but not all better; maybe he'll give me another couple of weeks before we make the surgery decision. One can only hope.
This is something I know nothing about and only stumbled across, but I just want to say that Boxx, if you are reading, I hope things, whatever they are, work out and I will get to still read you and know you and have you for a friend. That's all.
Okay, then.
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Today reminded me of long-ago summer days as well. I was laying in bed, enjoying the breeze barely ruffling the curtains, and remembered taking naps as a child with the curtains blowing in the wind.
ReplyDeleteThe antique store I used to go to all the time had a Singer for sale, one of those gorgeous black ones with the lovely painted flowers. I'm kicking myself for not buying it before they had to shut the shop down. They had to give up the store to care for their aging parents.
To answer your comment, BoXx closed her Word Press blog and then locked her D~Land blog, but I think she's reopened it, but says she won't update anymore. It just all a mess! Hopefully you can talk to/contact her.
ReplyDeleteI don't know what's up with Boxx either but I don't like it at ALL!
ReplyDeleteMy grandmother sewed on a treadle singer and used to make me play clothers out of whatever scraps she had. After Gramma died, my mother kept the machine part (though she never got around to using it), but she threw out the table. Many years later I saw the same kind of table -- it easily could have been the same one -- painted and displayed as an antique. The date on that old thing was something like 1880.
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