My
busy life just does not allow me to write on my blog as much as I would like!
Two
weeks ago while I browsed at the local Goodwill, who should approach me but my
second husband! Now, I haven’t seen him
for years but thankfully recognized him.
Thinner, different glasses, but still the same. We talked children and, for him,
grandchildren, age, work, and life in general.
It was actually a nice visit.
Most of all I was happy to be looking put together with acceptable
make-up and hair. Nothing worse than
running into someone when you happen to be out browsing on a Sunday in sweats,
second day hair, and clean-scrubbed face!
Last
week son Jordan came home after several days away and announced he was moving
in with his new girlfriend. Candy. 39 years old.
Wow. However, Jordan is a grown
man of 22 and it is his life and his decisions to make. He knows he always has a home at Mom’s and I
wish him good luck and happiness with this new adventure in his life.
Last
Friday I had a wild hair and decided to hold a garage sale Saturday
morning. Thankfully Sam and his buds
were available to help me organize the sale and price items. You never know what kind of treasures may be
in store when one is digging through archived odds and ends. There is a big trunk in the garage which I
knew contained a variety of items; however, it had been so long since I had
last opened it that what treasures inside were lost in my recesses of my
memory. Carefully opening the lid, an
abundance of books appeared – craft and decorating books, makeup and fashion books,
and a variety of fictional novels. There
were also some school papers for Sam and Jordan along with a photo album from
my second marriage when the kids were young.
Sam ended up at one of the trunk browsing through his school papers
while I flipped through the scrapbook, which contained many photos from a Long
Beach trip years ago. We ended up having
to shut the trunk because we were getting too far off base digging through pictures
and books to focus on the garage sale items.
Friday
night found me unable to fall asleep until 1am; I then woke up at 4:30am. Ugh. Roused
Sam and his buds at 6:30am to set up the tables on the driveway then proceeded
to flop in a picnic chair while I waited for the crowds to show up.
It
ended up being an ebb and flow of customers.
A wave would show up, browse through the items, and then depart, leaving
a 15 minute stretch of nothing. Although
it wasn’t labeled for sale, we did get one bite on Sam’s Impala which hopefully
will pay off. The day began getting
warmer and warmer and warmer. I ended up
closing the sale at 12:30, moving all of the items back into the garage for
perhaps another day. And my reward? A whopping $27!!!
After
spending my earnings on gas and groceries, all I could think about was a
nap. However, Saturday afternoon I made
potato salad and visited with my good friends Stan and Susan, who stopped by
about 3pm to view my garage sale items. Once
the salad was done and my friends had departed, a nap on the couch became my
next agenda item.
Sunday
morning I again woke up early, this time due to allergies. It was blue sky and sunny so I grabbed my
little Stubbs and we took a road trip to Willow Grove to play on the beach of
the Columbia River. Nobody was around so
we took a walk (no leash!) in the sand.
Stubbs was in heaven – plenty of things to sniff, smell, and pee
upon. After gathering up some shells and
driftwood, we returned home where I made homemade biscuits for breakfast.
After
mowing the back yard, my Sunday afternoon then became a time of
creativity. I had a framed canvas beach
picture that I thought would look cool painted with a neat sea turtle mosaic I
found on Pinterest. After about an hour
or so of painting, it became clear there is no Van Gough, Picasso, or Matisse
blood flowing in my veins and I was forced to come up with a better idea for
the picture. I ended up gluing several
of my plain and painted sand dollars from Cannon Beach onto the picture to
provide a 3D effect (but mainly to cover up the hideous turtle.) I also made a driftwood, bead, and sand
dollar wall hanging along with a larger piece of driftwood which I embellished
with a clear “Blessings” decal. The finished items may not be perfect but they
definitely provided me with a relaxing outlet for my Sunday afternoon.
Sunday
evening found me popping a Benadryl to rid myself of allergies then relaxing on
the couch watching the boob tube, preparing for another Monday.
My upcoming
excitement for this week? I’m looking forward
to my annual mammogram Wednesday morning bright and early! Nothing like having your boobs pressed and
flattened to give you an experience to remember!
