I misplaced my phone. Again. Somehow my keys and phone never seem to be where my brain thinks they are.
Although it seems random perhaps it’s not. I’ve felt lately that reading has been a missing element in my life. I’m meandering through the original Anne of Green Gables as we watched the new series on CBC. I so enjoy Lucy Maud Montgomery’s incredible talent with words but the chase of the story isn’t there as I’ve perhaps reread them half a dozen times.
So on my much needed break from the dungeon I wandered upstairs to the library. In two seconds the visual of four women in an old car pulled me in. Once I read the title and skimmed the synapse of the story I was hooked.
I laughed, I cried and I pondered. I’m not advocating a traveling funeral, as I have mine planned out for here at home, but the heart of the book is really about living life to the fullest. It’s about loss and pain but also about accepting the parts that make us us.
Now the book is going travelling. I’m sending it along to a close friend who will be instructed whom to send it to and so on. Once it returns to me I’ll return it, well used, to the library. Reading enriches our lives as does friendship so this is a win win.
Today I met up with a fellow blogger and it was wonderful. Now I actually know her in real life but feel a closer connection because of our shared blog readings. At this stage in her career I would be a distant memory, pleasant but faded. She would be one of a string of younger colleagues I help mentor along the way.
But because we write we connect. I’ve never met her family which seems strange to her and I. She’s met my husband but he feels like he knows her better than two or three casual suppers calls for.
It’s a connection that I’m thrilled to have. She challenges me to think globally and to reach out of my own easy space. Perhaps I provide her with a bit of easy nostalgic reading about life on the safer side. We hug lots which is kind of funny because she was so not on the hugging team!
Today we hugged, talked, laughed and walked. Then we parted for a few months but she’ll be back because of what this photo shows.
In the meantime we’ll both keep writing and reading; sharing both the inner and the outer shells. Lucky us to have this connection. Silly us to have forgotten, again, to take a picture while we were together.
Tonight’s post was brought about by the weather but before you leave because you think I’m whining about the rain (more on that later) stay tuned because it isn’t about the weather at all.
Biking was cancelled and so I used my free time to be creative. Several weeks ago I decided I wanted to make Baby A a dress. So her momma left me a onsie (in my day called a diaper shirt) as the base.
I went onto the internet and found a few tutorial options. Sometimes the issue is that there’s so many options. Without too much ado I just picked one and went with it.
I pulled a few pieces of material from my left over stash and decided on the hearts as the base — because of course Baby A has my heart.
A few cuts and a couple of serger seams later I had the easy parts done. The tutorial writer wished she had a serger — I don’t use mine often but it makes some tasks so quick.
Then on to the gathering part which is always a bit finicky. I’m not a novice to clothing so I should have remembered that two basting threads are easier that one long one but I forgot. Once I got that on I pulled out the serger again to clean up the edges.
Once prepared the dress is then attached to the onsie with elastic. The nice thing is that the inside of the onsie has only one line of stitching on it. It finished up nicely but I’m not convinced that my elastic didn’t stretch out too much on the onsie. We shall see whether it’s too long or too wide. As a first attempt it looks cute.
And if it doesn’t suit Baby A it looks good on Bear! Maybe a smidge long but overall pretty darn cute! Can’t wait to see it on Baby A. It’s, I’m totally sure, the first of many gramma made clothing items.
I mentioned the weather earlier. I’m a farmer’s daughter, a rancher’s sister and a land owner with 110 acres of hay land so I never say no to rain except when the hay is on the ground. It’s been a tumultuous couple of weather days with some real stormy skies.
My iPhone doesn’t do it justice but Dan’s mega expensive camera does! Isn’t that just an amazing photo!! He’s been out a few times and used our area as a backdrop. Lucky us!!
It even has a fancy name these days; exit strategy. I just like to think of it with a capital R.
Today was supposed to be the first definitive step towards the Big R. I had planned on spending the afternoon at the health region’s information session taking notes. Instead I spent it at work teaching and providing quality patient care.
Sadly the next session isn’t until October but it seems that there are several on line tutorials and webinars plus there are two HR personnel who specialize in this transition.
I mean how hard can it be? Pick a date and walk out the door. It’s just deciding what the date is and that’s the part that is undecided as it depends on some of the numbers they project and the crunching of our own numbers. I think learning to live on a fixed income will be harder than walking out the door.
Someone very recently said they’d been given the advice to retire as soon as possible. Given how things can change in a heart beat I think that’s not a bad idea. Plus I feel like I’m getting concurrently more exhausted each week. I’m not opposed to working part time at a different job for a few years. The guys think I will miss work too much; methinks the guys will miss me too much hence their lack of enthusiasm for my projected terminal.
Time to do some research.
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