In my home this week: I look for joy...
We're just in from a visit to Katie. I realized after I got home that I never once took a photo of that dear baby of hers who has changed and grown since last I saw her. It was so sweet to listen to her chatter and talk and plainly at one point, she looked at her Mama and said "Katie"! I promise it was not just me who thought it. Her other grandmother was visiting at the time and she heard it, too!
It was a lovely day...Gray and overcast and not at all the spring warmth promised. It rained and that not forecast for days. The traffic was heavier than it was the last time we were out...but it was a lovely day. I enjoyed the time with my girl and her girl and her husband. I enjoyed the company of my grandchild's Mimi and the big silly German Shepherd who would randomly come to me, nudge me gently and then grin when I turned to see what she wanted. I enjoyed the conversation with my husband while we traveled.
I anticipated coming home and finding my pets all waiting upon us. Blossom has wandered and she wasn't waiting. She's been absent for 24 hours. It's amazing how empty the space about this house feels without her barking to fill the air. I have stood on the porch and listened for her beagle voice. Not a peep. I've contacted my niece and my brother. Their pronouncement that they hadn't seen or 'heard her' testifies to her unique beagle-y sort of bark. And feels a bit ominous as well. There are hundreds of acres here between roadways upon which she might have wandered while chasing down rabbit trails and deer trails. I hope her instincts will lead her back here. I've scanned the roadsides hard and looked deep into yards trying to see her short little self within five miles of home. Once upon a time the animal shelter called this little dog "Joy". That's what she's brought to us and I want her home! Prayers will be appreciated for the dog and I mean that just as deeply and sincerely as I ever mean it when I ask for prayer.
Regardless of wandering beagles and rosy cheeked blue eyed grand daughters who chatter away at me, I must plan my week ahead. Life goes on and home is my job. My husband has been utterly shocked with me twice today when he asked what was for breakfast and later, what I had planned for dinner. When I answered each time that I hadn't gotten that far in my thinking today, he was genuinely shocked...Well he might be. After all this is my job and I'd be pretty shocked if he showed up as a medic without a plan for my care more or less formulated.
...I plan meals:
A short week of meals at that. John works two days and we're having dinner out with friends one day. I'll be out with Mama one of the work days as well.
Leftover Fried Chicken, Tater Tots, Salad (after church today)
out with Mama
Chicken Pakistani, Wild Rice, Steamed Broccoli, Cara Cara Oranges
Meatloaf with Mushroom Sauce, Green Beans, Carrots
out with friends
leftovers for me
Homemade Pizza, Salad
... I plan my work week
We know there are always dishes, don't we? How pretty to do them in a decorative enamel dishpan!
I got a lot more done this past week than I'd thought I might. It's supposed to rain this week. I hope to get the area just around the Faith tree cleaned up. The dogs have laid upon the plants there and so I don't think I can expect any Muscari or Daffodils nor iris to do much of anything there. I thought I'd lay some rocks about the plants I can identify and hope that deters the laying upon them. If it's dry enough to do anything there.
Plan outfits for a week or two ahead. With the new pieces it's time to look at how I can make them work with my accessories, as well.
Clear out the chiffarobe It's a bit of a mess on the dishes side and the 'junk side' really does need to be put to better use. It's a good storage area and I'm not making the most of it.
Work on putting up pictures in my room and arranging them on the walls.
If it's going to rain then I might as well plan future work/purchases. I'll work on March goals and calendar. I'll make out lists of needed items for jobs, etc. I'll stay busy.
...I plan my fun
If the weather clears up as promised towards end of week, I'd like to plan a thrift store run. I've planned to do this three weeks running but haven't made it, yet. Maybe I can manage it this Friday.
I've vintage March magazines next to my chair. It would be nice to get a chance to read through them.
Finish my current library book.