John Lennon was right. Life is what happens to you while you’re busy making other plans.
I had lots of good intentions for what I was going to accomplish this weekend. Didn’t come close. Life happened.
On Saturday, I went to a late breakfast with a group celebrating the 40th birthday of my baby girl. (Yes, I was barely more than an infant myself when I gave birth to her.) Actually, I think of myself as being “about” 32. The “about” casts a wider circle with each passing year. And when I forget my true age, my body makes sure to remind me that I’m nowhere close to 32.
Anyway, my time with both of my daughters, their husbands, and my youngest daughter’s four gal pals was so much fun and stretched on for hours. How precious are the minutes we spend with those we love. (Photo is her birthday two years ago; I forgot to take my camera this time and nobody’s uploaded their pictures for me to grab.)
When I left the restaurant, I had errands to run, and of course, that took longer than expected. Especially since one of the errands was a stop at the yarn store. I’ve got a couple of projects I’m planning, special gifts for some special people. Oh what fun to find the perfect yarn in the perfect colors. So hard not to go crazy in the yarn store. LOL!
On Sunday, my kitty decided to try to start a fire. I kid you not. By the grace of God, I was sitting at the kitchen table doing my BSF study at the very minute she knocked a lamp off an end table. It hit the floor, shattered the bulb, sparks flew and there was a noticeable burning smell as I yanked the electrical cord from the socket. If I’d been in another room, it could have been a disaster.
The lamp was damaged, so I couldn’t use it again. Since this is the second time Pinky has knocked a lamp off a table, I made the decision to replace those two lamps with something a bit more secure. Off I went to Lowes. I came home with one lamp built into a table/magazine rack and a floor lamp. I spent the rest of the day assembling those two lamps, followed by moving furniture (sofa and chairs and tables changed places in the living room, my resistance/exercise chair moved into the master bedroom near my cycle, the rocking chair left the master bedroom and went into the spare room, etc.). When that was all finished, I vacuumed up a storm.
Tally on my “free” kitten is really adding up in two and a half months: Toys, litter boxes, kitty food, shots and deworming, vet bill for scratch to dog’s eye, two new lamps. Ka-ching! Ka-ching! Ka-ching!
And she looks so innocent and sweet, doesn’t she? Or maybe not in this picture. I think you can see “the beast” in this shot. Oh, you know how I mentioned above that my body reminds me I’m not 32? Boy, was that true by the time I was done with assembling, moving, and cleaning. Thank goodness for Aleve!!
Ah, Monday. Catching up on editing and writing. Almost sounds like a lazy day.