First day?

Dec 20, 2009 by Naomi.

First thing this morning Ashton got up to go grocery shopping. She has special food preferences, or rather specific dislikes, and this was the only time in her schedule (between my own) that we could shop. I have a special Sunday morning meeting and she was not about to accompany me when there were other people she would rather associate with. Agewise it made sense. But she had a late night and waking up was tough. However, our mission was accomplished. The fridge is full of favorites, and we both got off and running on time. She will not come here tonight but will be here early tomorrow so she can go with me to see my Refuge. She and Bracken will walk the trail while I do my time in the Education Center as I always do on Mondays.

I have been knitting a wool scarf — 24 stitches wide — so far it it about 8 feet long. Almost finished. My hands get very tired knitting and I decided I needed some other activity. I chose a 550 piece jigsaw puzzle. The store had a wide range of choices and what I have is a Bev Doolittle print. Now that probably doesn’t mean anything to you. It certainly didn’t mean anything to me but the title is “Sacred Ground.” The white birch forest and snow covered ground with a renegade racing away on a red horse towing a red packhorse looked like a challenge. The edge pieces are assembled and now the harder work begins. I did not realize how tired my legs would get while working on the puzzle. I locked my knees to lean over the table and I won’t stay at it very long at a time. But it is a diversion. And fun.

Good thing too. The TV decided to be totally uncooperative. I tried to play a VHS of Crocodile Dundee and couldn’t make it work. The reason that came up was that my Douglas do Right handy man wears a leather hat like Dundee — authentic Aussie leather, sweat and all. But bringing out the VHS was just that. I couldn’t get the picture adjusted so the cassette is just out. I moved some connections around and none worked. Neither does the TV. Life gets tedious sometimes. I do not forget Ashton’s stash of TV dinners. Just what I need. She won’t miss one, I’m sure.

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