Outside My Window. . . a light skiff of snow covers the ground, enough to allow cars to leave tracks, but not enough to bother getting off of the sidewalks. The sun, if it shines, will melt it quickly. I didn't think the sun would shine at all yesterday because it was so dreary in the morning, but by mid-afternoon patches of bright blue were visible.
I am thinking. . . about finishing my tax information for the accountant. I have most of it finished; I just need to put it in a format for him. I hope one of these days to be able to do my own taxes again, but the tax laws are so complicated for my mind.
I am thankful... for Jen. She keeps me on track with my Simple Woman's Daybook. Thanks, Jen for inquiring when I miss a daybook.
In the kitchen... the table is an utter mess. I am working on the support group newsletter, and file folders, papers, and CDs are scattered over the entire table. I think I finished the issue last night, but I still need to proof read it at least one more time before I print it for distribution.
I am wearing... my PJs. I am being very lazy this morning. As Melisa stated on her blog: I am "rough around the edges" this morning. The last week, I cannot seem to get enough sleep. I wake up tired and groggy, so today, I am going to be lazy.
I am creating... another Oddball blanket. I received two new blankets in the mail yesterday from the West Coast Oddball coordinator. She cast on and knit the garter edge, so now I need to add my four-inch section before sending them on to the next knitter. It is good nighttime knitting.
I am planning... to begin another rug this week. "Planning" is the operative word in that sentence.
I am reading... Forever Odd by Dean Koontz and Here If You Need Me by Kate Braestrup. I just started both of them.
I am praying... for myself this week and some things that have been on my mind. I need some direction from the Lord. Patience was never a quality that I possessed.
I am hearing... the steady twack of hammers down the street. One of my neighbors is building a huge garage on a lot next to their house.
One of my favorite things... an antique oak buffet that I refinished about twenty years ago. When my sister bought her first house, the buffet was in the basement. She did not want it, but stored it at my mother's. I asked if I could have it, and when she said, "Yes," I stripped the finish off and then hand rubbed several layers of tung oil over the entire piece. It is beautiful. Now, I think she wishes she hadn't given it to me.
A Few Plans For The Rest Of The Week. . . begin a rug, work on the two oddball blankets, mail the newsletter.
A quote worth sharing. . .
If getting out of bed in the morning is a chore,
and you're not smiling
on a regular basis, try another choice.
~Steven D. Woodhull ~
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