It's Always Something

I came back from Kansas all set to get really busy updating my blogs, finishing a quilt, reading the book for Book Club, updating the financial information for church, and a hundred other "to do" items. On Wednesday we went to exercise, Norm mowed the too-tall grass, and then that evening we went to Elders Circle at church. There we learned that one of our elders is gravely ill and in hospice care, and volunteers are needed to sit with her. So on Thursday morning, I did that while Norm went to his volunteer work at Isaiah 58 Ministries food pantry. That evening we went to water exercise since we are trying to get back into shape.

Friday we did some household chores and went to the grocery store. Being totally out of milk, bread, and bath tissue among other necessities finally drove us to it. I was up late Friday night creating a display that gives the "before and after" of the Compton Cares accessibility campaign at our church, a project that has occupied both of us for almost two years. If you are interested you can read all about it on the Compton Cares Update blog, by clicking on the name here or in the column on the right side of this blog. Saturday was the celebration and dedication. We helped clean up after the reception and came home to take naps.... then it was read the Sunday school lesson because we thought we were leading on Sunday. (Turns out we lead next week. At least that's one item already DONE!)

Today we were back at church, in charge of coffee fellowship afterwards. Fortunately, enough food was left from Saturday that all we had to do was put things out. After some informal meetings after church we stopped by the Left Bank bookstore in the CWE to get a copy of this month's Reading Circle selection. We have 6 days (and nights) to read it. We finally ate lunch/dinner about 4 p.m. Then I got hooked on watching part of the US Open although I seldom follow golf. The Tiger Woods mystique, I guess. Or maybe Cousin Mike is finally getting through to me.

Normally I wouldn't just dash off this kind of diary style entry but I note that folks have checked in from Garden City, Tulsa, Colby, Mineral Wells, Florida and other points, and I realize you haven't had anything new to read for a couple of days. On Monday we have to get a car repaired and inspected, on Tuesday Norm has an exam at the eye surgeon's. On Wednesday I'm taking another shift sitting with our friend. Thursday is the Quilt Guild salad supper and I have to finish a project before then. Like I said in the headline, it's always something.

Tonight I talked with Janna in Iowa. Her town isn't threatened by flooding (yet) but she has spent a tense couple of weeks of going to her cellar almost every night with tornado warnings. She said Pumpkin the cat is not fond of the cellar. It was good to hear her voice and recall that next week is the 7th anniversary of her new liver and a new lease on life. Congratulations, Janna!

Our thoughts and prayers for everyone along the rivers who has lost property and livelihood and irreplaceable memories. Also for the sandbaggers who are trying heroically to save little towns downsream: Quincy, Clarksville, Winfield, Hannibal, Alton, Grafton. The waters roll on, with crests predicted later this week and the weekend. If it doesn't rain any more.