I just found a list I wrote recently. But I have no idea what it is, what it means, or why I wrote it!! It's a short list. I know it was recent because of what else in on the page with it. Above it are a few calculations I was doing on Tuesday. See? I know when I did the calculations, and three lines down on the page is this list!
awesome little bag
carry in purse
carry in purse
HUH??? I've been rereading this, trying to figure it out for almost two hours. I truly have not a single clue what it means!! I think I'm losing my mind!! Anybody got any ideas?
OK, on with things I do know about. Maybe.
Last night, Saturday, Gail came over for dinner, and then we played Bunko. Neither of us have played Bunko before. Have you played Bunko? It is really easy, fast paced, takes very little thought, and we laughed like a couple of hyenas half of the time! I can understand why it is so infectious. I'm guessing we'll be playing this again.
Dinner was good, too. I did some chicken-fried steak, potatoes and gravy, Gail brought some brussel sprouts and we had strawberry shortcake for dessert. a few bites into the dinner Gail looked at me and said, "Ohhh, I've missed your cooking." All I could do is just grin at her. I enjoy having someone to cook for, because it is hard to cook for one person. Some things are OK for one, but a lot of things just can't be done right in that small an amount. It's a good trade off!
I filled in at work for someone else today, and it was a horribly boring day. We had ten or twelve customers. No, make that looky-loos, not customers. My only sale all day long was a gift certificate for $50, and that doesn't even cover my salary for the day! I did get a lot of computer work and paper work done, but still, it's not how I want to spent my Sundays!
Oh, wait, I do have something kinda neat. The other day one of the artists needed photos of several of her paintings for a newspaper article. I will send them to the newspaper when they are ready for them. She asked me if I could make her some prints of them, which I did, of course. She was so happy that she wanted to pay me for my work, time and the photo paper, but I said no. She walked over to the wall, took down one of her small paintings and handed it to me, saying, "Then this is yours. Just take it off my inventory." I again protested that my work was not a big deal, and she said she would simply have my coworker wrap it up and mail it to me!
The cool thing is that it goes perfectly with my current decor! It is a miniature of an old, crumbling adobe wall with a door in it. It is perfect on my wall with the Native American baskets, pottery and Southwestern statuary. She told me part of the story about it. It is the remains of a house that once belonged to a judge in this area, and after he died, there were no heirs, and the place simply fell into rubble. But it's a great painting, and I'm so pleased to have it in my home! Isn't it just cool how thoughtful and kind some people are?
OK, I'm going to get off this computer now. I'm tired of computers for today. Gonna go read a book and get some early sleep.