I meant to post this day... but I didn't. I spent much of the day in manic decluttering mode. I tackled some part of the house or other. It is kind of a blur at this point. It could have been the kitchen. Or some other place. The kids' room, maybe? That sounds right. Their room seems miraculously liveable sudd
I then engaged in recreational woodworking. Not even that, really. Recreational furtniture assembly. We got a new/old kitchen table.
It came with the wrong hardware.
I went to the hardware store to get the proper hardware and spent 2.5 hours and exhausted the knowledge of two different employees. And still left with something that was not quite right. Home at 10 pm I chose not to post.
But I took my meds in the morning.
And I think I had tea with a friend on the day before-- you know, day 3. One of those days. I want to be more helpful to her, but our schedules are not allowing that to happen. I'll do the Quaker thing of holding her in the light. Even if the prayer-like thing doesn't do her any good directly, the keeping her present in my thoughts will make it more likely that I will eventually connect with her.
I hate being this behind on posting. Now I get to post the real day's stuff. Today. Instead of making up stuff for the last 2 days. Ugh.
Quaker, teacher, parent,