Getting Caught Up

This has been a busy week with self-imposed household projects. The temp’s have been a bit warm (80’s) for mid-May but the humidity is staying low. Which is nice for working outside but the humidity needs to rise again so it will rain. It’s been terribly dry. With fair weather beckoning we started on a couple of Springtime projects. I tend to not venture outside much during the Summer months. It can get miserably hot here with a multitude of biting bugs.

Maggie “helped” with the plastic canvas calendar. ๐Ÿ˜‡ ๐Ÿ• You can tell I don’t like being in the sun with those pale legs! ๐Ÿ˜œ

First on the list of projects was to make a new plastic canvas perpetual calendar. The one I replaced was ancient in the plastic canvas world. I had brought it with us when we moved to Georgia in the Spring of ’93, stuck it up in that hot attic and forgot about it. The plastic was now brittle and leaving little bits and pieces of itself like it was a trail of breadcrumbs from the fairytale of Hansel & Gretel when they were lost in the woods. Perhaps it was trying to get back home again.

The new calendar. It’s not as pretty as the old one but at least it’s not crumbling.

Next project was to straighten out the 10 X 14 toolshed before it gets hotter than a firecracker. The toolshed is where I keep all the Holiday decorations, paint cans, gardening, plumbing supplies and anything odd. Gosh, we both dreaded this project.

Isn’t that a hot mess!? ๐Ÿ˜ It took us two full days to throw out the old junk, sweep the floor, clean out the spider webs ๐Ÿ•ธ๏ธ and bug leavings, and then reorganize what was deemed worthy of keeping. The trash pickup was unusually heavy this week and will be again next week.

Whew! ๐Ÿ˜ฅ Time for a much earned rest. We are so wore out and sore tonight that we’re gonna buy a pre-cooked meal. One of our local gas stations in Blackshear has an in-house Chester’s restaurant. They have the best fried chicken ๐Ÿ— in our county. It’s juicy with loads of flavor and the skin is nice and crispy. Steve calls it (affectingly) Gas Station Chicken. It’s a treat for us to get Take Out.

We had visited Hobby Lobby earlier this week to replace the ancient plastic canvas stash and buy a couple of new yarn colors. While in the store Steve remembered we were approaching Mother’s Day. He picked out the ceramic vase and a nicely done single artificial rose at the right. I added the white butterfly. [click photo to enlarge] He plans to take the gifts, along with her favorite candy, to her on Monday during his regular visit. Which reminds me, Althea is not doing well at all. Her burning pain is not so severe (or so she says) but her memory, vision and hearing are almost completely gone. After he talks to her for awhile, though, she does cheer up and remember some events a bit, but one can tell she’s really going downhill. It’s so sad to watch her fade away bit by bit like this. At least the nursing home is being especially good to her. They are wonderful folks. She is very content there. However, even though my heart will be broken for awhile, I will rejoice with her when she is with our Lord Jesus forever and no longer living in pain or confusion.

Thank you for stopping by. I hope your evening is blessed and relaxing. God bless you dear ones. โค