When I am quiet, I am (usually) working hard on something.
So in the past ten days we’ve had Thanksgiving, (Wonderful, wonderful time!) and now I am doing some cleaning projects. I am quite pleased with what I got done in my utility room, but now —
OH, PITY ME!!!
I am cleaning my study.
Everyone who knows me well knows that this is a job that I plan to do, and think I am going to do, and hope to do and start to do and never quite get done. Well, sir, I actually started yesterday. I am finding things I never knew I had, some that I remember having when I find them, and things I have been looking for for a very long time. I would post pictures, but it would embarrass my Sweet Mama, so I shall plod on, alone and forgotten in my dark, dark corner and when I get it done, (maybe) then I will show pictures!
I asked Allen Beachy if he wanted to come over with his backhoe and he asked me if I wanted it inside or just parked outside the window.
J.R. called from his bed in the ICU wanting some real food, and when he found out that I was cleaning my study, he hooted. Was that nice??? Just for that I am not taking him any.
Like I said, I shall plod bravely on. Somebody had better pray for me.