It is raining and when Mr. Moon pointed this out to me, I gave out a heartfelt Thank you, Jesus! Despite my disbelief in magical supreme beings of all descriptions, sometimes a good thank-you-Jesus is just the best and most appropriate response. If you live in the deep south, anyway.
If I got a thousand things done yesterday, I feel like today I was just as busy and only got about two things done.
One of those days.
We usually have a big breakfast on Sundays that includes biscuits and potatoes with peppers and onions and all that good stuff but this morning a friend was scheduled to come over to work with Glen on the deck at ten a.m. so I decided that we didn't need to go through that whole routine. This is a friend of ours from the old, old days. In fact, he and his then-wife introduced us to Lon and Lis so there you go. He's a sweet, sweet man, smart and funny, too and I always love seeing him. That deck is coming along. I am quite pleased.
Next weekend this same friend is going to go out to Dog Island with Glen and they're going to start working on tearing out the shag carpet and replacing the flooring over there. This requires detailed lists of all the things they'll need because you can't stop and drive to Lowe's if you've forgotten something. It will also require a ferry boat to haul everything over there which must be scheduled in advance.
I have to tell you that since my husband has retired, he has been busting his ass. He just doesn't stop. I am rather in awe of him to tell you the truth.
So anyway, while the men were working on the deck I tried to deal with the garlic that Mr. Moon pulled up this morning. I braided the stems together to create bunches but the string I tried to hang them on wasn't strong enough and snapped which I should have realized it would do. I then just laid them out on newspapers on the porch with fans on them for now. I'll let them dry some before I try to hang them again. So that felt like a failure.
I washed a few clothes which I have not yet even taken out of the dryer. I made us some amazing BLT's for lunch with the most beautiful and delicious tomato I've eaten in a long time. Also, it was huge. One tomato easily made five smallish sandwiches. Then I decided to get to a chore I've been putting off which I thought would be so quick and so easy and hahaha on that.
Although it seems like we just moved bedrooms a few days ago, it's been awhile in reality and the furniture needed a good dusting and polishing. Or at least a generous swiping with the Pledge. Lemon scented, of course. So I began that and next thing I knew I was moving furniture around in order to get my vanity off the air conditioning vent which exposed a lot more dust on the floor and so sweeping was in order and also mirror cleaning. I moved on to Mr. Moon's bathroom which has an antique vanity in it which he fit out for the sink to go in and it has all sorts of curves that collect dust so I Pledged my love to all of that and cleaned the faux marble the counter is made of and the sink too. This made him so happy. I do not know why. It wasn't that bad.
And honestly, that's about all I've done today. No gardening, no going to town, no yard work, no marathon laundry on the line, no bread-making or pie-baking or any of that. So I guess it's been restful although it doesn't really seem like it.
The best news of the day is that Jessie and Vergil and the kids made it up to Black Mountain safely and happily. Hurray! I know they must be so relieved to finally be there after all the planning and preparation and stress that involves. Getting the RV up to where it lives for the summer is an accomplishment all its own. As Mr. Moon says about the roads up there- they're so skinny and curvy you can see your own tail lights when you're driving them. But my heart is happy, knowing they're there and I can just imagine the cousins all being wild with joy to see each other again as they pick up where they left off last summer in their friendships, games, and general delight. I'm sure it's a beautiful reunion for all concerned.
And here we are, another Sunday almost gone.
How quickly time passes these days. Because the kids came for pancakes on Friday, I felt that it was Sunday all day and yesterday every time I realized it was only Saturday, I was shocked. Today, a Sunday, feels like the eraser on a pencil- definitely a part of the whole but not really.
Time for me to go snap some beans. Has it really been a year since we ate fresh green beans? That I had the canning kettle out for days at a time, making dilly beans and salsa and pepper jam and chili sauce?
I guess it was.
You always sound fully occupied to me even when you're saying oh, I did hardly anything!ReplyDelete
Busy-ness does not always lead to accomplishment!Delete
That deck is beautiful, and a lot of work.ReplyDelete
you say you got two things done? Cripes. I think you need to reassess that.......... lemon pledge, lunch, garlic braiding, moving furniture?......come on woman! WAY more than two things!ReplyDelete
Everything just felt so...halfassed. Except for lunch. That was the real deal.Delete
That day was busy enough. Hope you have a nice week. I know it will go fast even if we don't want it to.ReplyDelete
It sure will.Delete
Your "day of rest" is unreal, Mary. I can't believe how much you AND Mr. Moon do in a day.ReplyDelete
He's the one that puts me to shame. I swear- I really do not know how he does it.Delete
Time certainly does fly, my new twin grand daughters are four days old already!ReplyDelete
I did a deep clean of my bedroom and bathroom last Friday, promising myself I would do the kitchen and living room on Saturday, but I woke up late Saturday morning and just didn't feel like doing anything until my son texted me to ask if I wanted to visit the hospital and see the babies. Then I was wide awake and on my way.
Your new deck is looking really great, I can't wait to see pictures of it "in use" as they say.
Oh! How are those twin baby girls? I know I want to snuggle them. Did you get to hold them?Delete
One day in a row of deep cleaning is plenty for me.
I don't know exactly how we're going to use that deck but maybe I'll put some plants on it. It gets a lot of sun.
I did get to hold them and each in turn spit up on me :) They are so tiny it was like holding a small doll. They're both healthy and doing well.Delete
I love your description of a Sunday - like an eraser on a pencil. Part of the whole but different. All Sundays are like that to me.ReplyDelete
P.S. What do you mean you "quite" like the new deck? Are you unsure about the material?
Yesterday (Sunday) I worked on the box for a couple of hours then we streamed Stranger Things all afternoon. I did get the dishes washed and took the dog for a walk on the shady road but that's all.ReplyDelete
I don't understand how retired people get bored and die early. I'm as busy as I was before we retired from our income producing work just busy doing other things.
I tried to watch "Stranger Things" and could not get through the first few episodes. When children are in danger, I just can't handle it. Should I try again?Delete
I suppose that one could retire and get bored and die easily if work was their entire life. It would be hard to try and find substitute activities, I guess, at that late stage of the game. I don't really see myself as retired since I do all the same stuff I ever did except I don't have little children. It is nice not to have a schedule for the most part.
The deck looks lovely. I've painted the kitchen and the bathroom. I still have the office/dining area and my bedroom but that will have to wait for another day. Waiting on the plumber who will tell me some awful news about why my faucet in the back is leaking underneath the siding. That can't be good...I need a Mr Moon over here to suss out the situation instead of an expensive plumber. (sigh)ReplyDelete
I had a bathroom sink faucet that was leaking behind the wall. And of course- Mr. Moon fixed it. Honestly, Beth. I have no idea what I'd do without him. I am way too dependent on him.Delete
You and Mr Moon stay busy! The deck looks amazing and so does your power washed porch. Love that first image with the old typewriter as a plant stand. Glad to hear Jessie a d family made it safely. Growing up with close knit cousin bonds is a gift that can sustain us for life.ReplyDelete
The whole outside of the house stuns me with its cleanliness. Even Glen keeps walking around saying, "I had no idea it would clean up this good." Me either! I sort of thought it was beyond hope.Delete
Yes. August and Levon have a passel of cousins and I think that's a lucky and beautiful thing.
I hope Mr. Moon takes some pictures of the reflooring process out on Dog Island. I bet getting all the new material out there will ultimately be easier than getting the OLD stuff back! Can you imagine having to haul a bunch of nasty old carpet back to the mainland?ReplyDelete
A favorite quote from a Terry Pratchett novel ":...when you hit your thumb with an eight-pound hammer it's nice to be able to blaspheme. It takes a very special and strong-minded kind of atheist to jump up and down with their hand clasped under their other armpit and shout, "Oh, random-fluctuations-in-the-space-time-continuum!" or "Aaargh, primitive-and-outmoded-concept on a crutch!”ReplyDelete