I was pretty much caught up on everything when we left on vacation on the 2nd. But a week away has wrought havok on my life. I can't even get the laundry done. I've been washing since Sunday morning, and I still have a couple of piles to go. And the house is a wreck--and we won't even talk about my sewing room.
I haven't started sewing either one of my February journal quilts. And I was going to baste my "315 Y Seams" wall quilt so that I can work on it at retreat. Haven't done that yet. Gotta pack for retreat; I leave Thursday morning. And, to top it all, I have a dentist appointment this morning. Andy's depressed, Vann's grumpy, Sophie needs a bath, etc., etc, etc.
But this is the day that the Lord has made. I'm gonna try like rip to be glad in it. And, after all, it is a great morning. I sit here looking out the window beside my desk watching (and listening to) the rain as it falls on the roof of the back porch. The bare trees are swaying and dancing, shedding an occasional leaf left over from autumn. It's a regular symphony. I just love the rain. Grey, rainy days depress some people; but not me. I find them very cozy. The sound of rain is my favorite sound. I like nothing better on a rainy day than to curl up on the sofa with a book and a cup of something hot. I can read/nap for hours that way.
But not today! Today I'll have to listen to the rain over the sound of the washer and dryer. I'll have to venture out into the wet stuff to make my semi-annual pilgrimage to Dr. S. When I return, I'll make brunch, do more laundry, and try to find someplace in our full-to-overflowing house to spread "315 Y Seams" and baste it. Maybe even start on my February Elvis 12 x 12. I'm due to post it on Thursday, at which time I'll be at Camp McDowell. So in order to not be late with it, I'll have to post it tomorrow. I still haven't discounted the possibility of doing just that. I have high hopes.
I feel like I'm rambling here, and my coffee cup is empty, so I'll sign off. I go now to start another load of laundry, take a shower, and pray that time stands still long enough for me to get some of my ducks to line up.
P.S. This is a pic of Vann that I took on the island of St. Maarten. He likes it, and I do too.
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On 02/13/2007, Rian said ...
Don't feel too bad. I'm around here all the time and can't get my laundry done.
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