Why do I have so much stuff? I can’t get rid of anything. While cleaning before mom and dad arrived, I threw away several things; thought about it and retrieved a couple of them. I keep thinking that one day Chad is going to have to go through all my stuff or, maybe knowing Chad, he’ll just grab a truckload of heavy duty black trash bags and throw out all my treasures without ever viewing and fondling all this stuff that was so important to me.
Why would I decide to clean the closets and drawers when I should be cleaning the part of this house that matters? Don’t have a clue but I did!
Got myself back on track and got the room clean.
Most of Sunday was spent cleaning house. Most of Monday was spent cooking. I wasn’t sure if Mom and Dad would like the whole wheat bread so I made two loaves of white bread, along with two loaves of whole wheat bread, a cake, a buttermilk pie and a strawberry/rhubarb pie; Pork with Fall Veggies for Monday night; Hamburger Steak with Gravy for tonight, Pumpkin Dip.
Sunday night, I went to bed around midnight and was as tired as I ever remember being. Chad woke up at 3:30 a.m. to go hunting. They were driving to a little community a few miles from here and I think he wanted to get some cleaning done before he left but . . why did he wake up at 3:30 and why did he make so much noise? About 4:00 I called him on his cell phone (he was still downstairs!) and told him I was going to wake him up when I get up for the rest of his life! He left about 4:30 so I got up to make sure he closed the garage door. Got back in bed and fell asleep and then a siren went by about 5:00. We never hear sirens and it sounded like this one went right in front of our house! I gave up at that point and got up.
Mom and Dad stopped and shopped some along the way. They left their house at 3:30 Monday morning and got here about 4:30 in the afternoon. We’ll spend the next few days trying to be sure no one gets bit by an unfriendly dachshund.