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Close to Nowhere Just a typical day... sigh... I’ve been cleaning and rearranging my sewing room for days now. So, I can claim exhaustion for everything! Or, just maybe, I knocked myself silly and am suffering the consequences. I can’t remember what I was crawling under, but there was one of those long, steel bolts sticking out of “something.” As I was headed underneath, I didn’t duck low enough and jabbed that bolt into the top of my head -- tore a chunk of my head off and it hurt like mad. Plus, my clean hair got all bloody. I don’t know whether to blame the constant horrible headache I’ve had for a while on that knock on my skull or the extremely hot weather. Whatever the cause, I’ve not been normal lately (even for me). Sunday was just another “Day in the Life” to quote John Lennon. Had to get gas on the way to church -- prayed for a couple of miles that I’d make it all the way to the gas station -- I coasted in on fumes, which is normal for me. It takes so much time to stop for gas! I picked up Grace and we made it to church just fine. Meredith came home with me and Grace, and Remy went with Dana. I worked some more on my sewing room, so I’d be really, really tired, then Mere and I headed off to fellowship supper. The Rutledges, very bravely, had opened their home and swimming pool and beautifully landscaped back yard for a fish fry. It was wonderful! Everyone there agreed that the Rutledges’ home was something out of “Southern Living.” I’m hoping to weasel my way into moving in with them! It was so nice to relax a while and enjoy great friends and excellent food. All good things must end though and the thought of work made me think it was closing in on my bedtime. The car was blocked in! Our hostess very kindly showed me a way to back out onto the front lawn to head down the grass beside the actual driveway. Daughter Dana was “helping” me back up and yelled at me to “stop!” So, it’s her fault that the car wasn’t at the right angle to swing around between a tree on one side and a very expensive SUV on the other side. Choosing between the SUV and the tree was easy enough. Dying of embarrassment as my hostess tried to hold her tree away from my car and me not whap into the SUV was bad enough. Knocking my side undercarriage off, so that my hostess had to pick it up and stick through the window of the car was lots worse. She probably won’t let me live with her now... |
      
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