Joys For The Week

This was not a week for big joys. Sometimes plans change on account of rain. This was one of those weeks the I had to roll with the punches and accept things would be changing

Monday: I did get to see a little bit of the eclipse before the cloud cover blocked viewing completely. Oh well. 

TheHub and I have decided we will look into possibly experiencing totality in Spain in a couple of years. We have the glasses and he will be retired so why not? 

Tuesday: It was rainy and cool, I had to be nowhere and there is a certain joy having a stay at home while it rains type of day. Coffee and reading was the big news for the day.

Wednesday: We had a little unexpected crisis. Is a crisis ever expected? I suppose by definition calling one unexpected is redundant. Anyway my biggest joy for the day other than the situation being resolved was when I called TheHub and told him about it and that I wa headed out of town, his only reaction was to tell me to wait.

He had pulled into the parking deck for a meeting he was headed to, called them and told them he could not make it, then drove to the house so he could go with me.  I have much gratitude and joy for choosing a supportive lifelong partner..

Thursday: It was another damp and dreary day. Instead of reading, which is what I wanted to do, I thought it might be a good day to change over my cooler weather duds for summer weight clothes. Even though we have a walk in closet, one of us is a clothes horse and the other one of us is not, and the one who has the most clothes occupies the majority of the closet space. 

Years ago I bought two  32 gallon plastic garbage bins to store off season items in. Not only do I change over my clothes, but I also change the duvet and shams from our bad, the bath mats in the master bath, along with the curtains in the den. There is a lot of washing and drying before putting things away for the season. Thursday was the perfect day to dig in and get it done.

Friday: We woke to a drop dead gorgeous day. If it took all the yucky cooler rainy days to bring it, it was well worth it. I had been putting off all shopping, both grocery and incidental until the rains stopped. I had a great day to do the things I needed to get done.

TheHub usually likes to go out to eat on Fridays, but neither of us were hungry and decided to stay in,  watch a replay of some of The Master's, then watch some episodes of a new to us Netflix series "The Night Agent".. Unbelievable, but entertaining.

Saturday: It was another gorgeous day which included oiur usual Saturday morning runarounds. We had planned on going to Aldrich Garden's annual plant sale. We were surprised when we got there to find the parking lot less than half full since it is usually overflowing on the sale weekend.  Probably because we both had the wrong date  which is next weekend.. "My name is Anne. and I'm a dumbass"

I don't know if I have ever relayed this story here before, but when I was much younger I had seen the movie "My Name is Bill W." which is about the founder of Alcoholics Anonymous.  I was at the grocery store a few days later and was checking out. Now this was a time when people actually either paid for groceries with real cash or wrote checks. I fell into the latter group and realized when I opened my checkbook I had no more blank checks. This was a smaller local grocery store and I was about to explain to the clerk about my empty checkbook, and began with the sentence "My name is Anne and I'm a dumbass" The man in line behind me, without missing a beat, said "Hi, Anne"  It cracked me up and I still get a kick out of remembering it. 

(For the record, the clerk let my leave with my groceries,, run home to get a check to bring back and pay . And this was the advantage of small  independent neighborhood grocery stores, which no longer exist anywhere around me.)

Other than being at the right place, wrong time our Saturday was spent  doing our usual running around,  watching  Alabama softball and The Masters. 

Sunday:  We went to church, picked up a few things we needed at the store, came home to get ready for the great de-pollenization. Each and every spring we get blitzed by pollen. Our decks and screened porch floors and furniture are covered with what looks like yellow sand which makes them unusable.

We have to wait until the brunt of the pollen has fallen and the day is warm enough to use the hose without being too cold. I have done it every year and am usually completely soaked by the time I finish. This time was no different. 

 It is a multi step process to get things cleaned  washing the ceilings, walls, screens, rugs, furniture and all accessories. Additionally it will have to be repeated again in a couple of weeks, but there will be a much lighter coat of pollen. The joy?  We can sit on the porch again and enjoy morning coffee and birdsongs. And that is a true joy!

April Reading

How Do I Un-remember This

Look for your joys. They are always out there.

May all your weeds be wildflowers.

Anne