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My One True Life by wayward heart
October 2012
1Sticker Shock
3A Novel Cookbook
5Beam Me Up, Scotty
6Welcome To Saturday
7 An Offer I Couldn't Refuse And A Sunday Serenade
9Babbling About Nothing Much
10Quote Du Jour
13Matinee And Messages
14 A Hawk In Suburbia?
19Staff Training Day
20Quote Du Jour
21A Clean House Is A Thing Of Beauty (& exhaustion!)
22Mum's The Word
23Better Than Prunes, Cranky Pants
25Are You SURE It's October?!
26Tea Party Preparations
28Tea Party Review
29Awaiting the Storm
30Weathering The Storm

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A Clean House Is A Thing Of Beauty (& exhaustion!)
October 21, 2012

I worked hard today, cleaning the kitchen. I worked from 10am till 1pm. Scrubbed the counters, scourned the sink, cleaned the stove, cleaned all the small appliances, vacuumed, mopped.

Then I called Mom and we talked for a little while. Since I had the vacuum out, I decided to go ahead and vacuum the living room, too. While I was in the middle of that, Karen called. I didn't hear the phone.

When I was finished vacuuming, I walked through the den and saw the answering machine flashing.

I called her back. She wanted to know if I wanted to go to the Dollar Store with her. I really didn't.....but she had called me last weekend (Sat night) and asked if I wanted to go to the store with her and I'd turned her down then, so I decided I'd go with her today.

We haven't spent much time together lately, and since she asked two weeks in a row, I got the feeling she really wanted company.

So, we went to the Dollar Store. I didn't really need anything there, but I picked up a few things. And then we went to the coffee shop/pizzeria next door. I'd been wanting a cup of coffee since mopping the kitchen floor, so I treated myself to a caramel latte.

On the way to the store, Karen asked me if Mom is definitely not coming for Thanksgiving, or was she still making up her mind. I said it was pretty definite that she's not coming.

Then she asked if Rick is coming. I said yes. She asked if I wanted her to do Thanksgiving Dinner this year! I was surprised. I said thought that given the circumstances (her mom dying a few months ago), I assumed she'd be spending Thanksgiving at her brother's. She said Scott would probably be driving his mother down to Maryland to be with his sister, so he wouldn't be here for the holiday.

I told her I was still planning on having Thanksgiving and having Mike and Peg as well (she said she'd forgotten about them). I told her she was welcome to join us (especially if Scott's out of town).

Then she says she's been in touch with Lois....and SHE'll probably be coming up on Wed! So, here we go again.....

Only this time, I'm OK with it. I told Karen I'd make the turkey and the stuffing. Rick'll make his green bean casserole, and they can bring some other veggies and desserts. (I let Peg bring whatever she wants)

Karen was talking about having pizza on Wed night. Rick will have dialysis on Fri, Karen and Lois will do Black Friday. I'll assume we're all on our own for the rest of the weekend, and we'll play it by ear.

I'm not going to get upset about it, or feel hurt or left out. I'm going to make plans for what I want to do, and not worry about the rest.

I thought it was nice of Karen to offer to host Thanksgiving, rather than assume she's invited. But since I'm inviting my family, it didn't feel right to invite them over to her house (Though she did say Mike and Peg would be welcome).

The drama those last couple of years wasn't about the Thanksgiving Dinner itself, anyway. I'm fine with cooking and hosting....especially if they help with the side dishes and desserts. So, it's all good.

I have a feeling Mom's not going to be too thrilled....but she won't be it's not up to her. I say it's going to be fine, and we will all have a fine time. So shall it be written, so shall it be done! Smile

Yesterday, I was almost as busy as I've been today, though I didn't do near as much housework. I'd intended to clean the kitchen yesterday, but I overslept...didn't get up until 10am!!

I managed to get the living room dusted at least, and tidied up a little.

Then I went to the library for a noon concert by a string quartet. It was part of the community's "ArtsFest". They also had an oboist and a clarinetist for a couple pieces. For one piece, they had a pianist as well....a very talented 12 year old boy.

Unbeknownst to me (isn't 'unbeknownst' a great word?!) there was another concert scheduled for 2pm. (Kory, who scheduled the concerts didn't know the group was planning on a 2pm one, either). The 2pm concert was a violist and a pianist. They were going to play some pieces I'm familiar with, so I opted to stay for that as well.

I spent the hour in between browsing DVD's, books, and reading a short story.

On the way home, I stopped at DiBella's for a sub, figuring I'd eat half yesterday (which I did) and the rest today (which I did). That way, I wouldn't have to mess up the nice clean kitchen!

So, that's been my weekend. Tomorrow I'll clean the bathroom really well, and dust and tidy the den. (not that the tea ladies will be in the den, but the ladies might walk through the den to the bathroom, and in any case, there are no doors to the room so I want it to be neat.

Right now, though, I'm going to go and sit down and relax! I think I've done plenty for this weekend!
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