I finally got a chance to stay home on Tuesday. And most of the day I slept. I did get a chance to work in the kitchen a little bit. A very little bit, but at least I did something. I put the storm window in the back door. Boy, did that make a difference. So much warmer now. And I cleaned up that back corner.
The only place I went yesterday was to Rite Aid to get my medicine. But of course you know it wasn't just that. Not with 75% off all Christmas stuff. I got a box of cookies for church on Sunday for $1.75. In fact, I'm going back tomorrow to get another one. And I got a cute snowman for $1.00 that I can use to decorate this month.
When we came back from Rite Aid I saw that the houses across the street were still lit up with Christmas lights. Except now they have snowflakes and snowmen. Cute!
Since I have no where I have to go tomorrow I plan to getting some phone calls made, visit a few places to get the paperwork I need for my pension meeting next week, and get some more cleaning crossed off of my list.
Here's my 5:00 p.m. picture for Tuesday. It's pretty.
I am still able to get my work email and so I saw yesterday that one of my very good friends from my days at Northeast Regional Library had passed away and the funeral was this morning. I called my friend, Carol, who I had also worked with there and we decided to go together. I got to her house and she knew where the funeral home was so she drove. I think the entire library turned out. The room was packed with family, friends and co-workers. Every seat was taken and people were standing three deep around the room. Bernadette was the sweetest, nicest woman you could possibly imagine. She would do anything for you if it would help you. I know she is sorely missed.
I was surprised when I saw the handout that she was born the same year I was. For some reason I always thought she was much older than me. When Carol looked at it and said, "She was only 62," I thought, "No way!" It made me stop and think. I've been missing my job, but now I realized that could be me. It could be any of us. It was a wake-up call for me that life really is short and I am glad I decided to leave the stress from my job and live my life. It's just taking an adjustment for me to change my thinking from work to home.
We went back to Carol's house and I headed off to the library. I had some things to return. Besides that I had left my sweater and two notebooks there and had forgotten to return my keys to the building. Oops! No one was concerned about me having the keys but I didn't want to be holding on to them.
It was so nice seeing my friends again. I brought them a bag of pretzels (I always provided the pretzels) and talked to them for awhile. Diane asked me to help her figure out the monthly schedule for February. I sat down at my old desk and began explaining to her how to do it. The next thing I knew I had put together the entire schedule. I think we were both surprised!
I met my friend, Donna, there. We had planned to have lunch together today. So we took off and went to Chick-Fil-A. It was nice to have a lunch we didn't have to rush through. We sat there for over an hour and just talked and talked. Then we both had to go food shopping so we headed across the street to Shop Rite.
Neither of us needed a lot so we shared a cart. We went through the store a lot more quickly than I expected us to. I got a week's worth of groceries for only $50.00. That's about $15.00 less than I usually do. Good job, Kathy!
I took Donna home, and then came home myself. I started to unload the groceries, got part-way done, and just had to lay down. I was exhausted. I stretched out on the sofa and the next thing I knew it was 1 1/2 hours later. I didn't know I was THAT tired. I got the rest of the food put away (with Joe's help) and got dinner together. I had bought rotisserie chicken and macaroni salad so it was easy to do. After dinner I laid down again and went back to sleep while Joe cleaned up. I guess I overdid it today.
Here's tonight's 5:00 p.m. photo:
I'm about to go back to sleep again. I'm tired all the time.