Well another morning has arrived but my awakening was delayed by a couple of hours. I don’t know why all of a sudden laying in my bed for an hour before going to sleep is becoming an unfightable urge be it at night or midday. It isn’t that I don’t have things to do but I don’t seem to care if they get done.
While cleaning out some of the garage to make more room to get around the truck I piled a bunch of stuff in the truck bed. Things like open cleaning supplies that came from my house when I sold it. I thought I would give it to Cindy but she has more suplies in every nook and cranny then she will ever need. So what to do. I’m going to have to go to the store today for a few things and I can’t leave all that stuff in the bed of the truck. I going to bag it up and discard it.
When cutting up cardboard boxes yesterday I got the idea to take the holder for wax paper, foil, and etc that I bought then found was too small to hold all the rolls of stuff we have and turn it into a magazine rack for my bedroom.
My art work leaves a lot to be desired but it works.
Yes I fastened it to the side of my dresser. The walls of my bedroom are somewhat questionable, sturdiness of panelling is not always the best. My furniture was bought at a sale along side the road several years ago so it is no big deal.
Speaking of furniture I finally ordered my head board for my bed. I expect it in a week or so. When it come in I have to sweet talk someone into attaching it.
When Cindy and I were at the storage unit the other day we came across the saying that hung in my bathroom up North and was an inspiration to read every morning. Well it now hangs at the foot of my bed and I read it every time I’m in there.
Another thing to remind me of the important things in life
Now if you look around my bedroom it is like a teenage girl with all her reminders. Picture of Jay, the beaded hanging of three birds I made several years ago, The oriental hanging my grandson gave me, a calendar of birds, necklaces hanging on the vanity mirror, books on the shelves ( some already read, some waiting to be picked up) and a card about friends. These are all things that remind me of who I was and who I am.
I started the second book by Ransom Riggs and am on chapter four already. I’m almost through the November Reader’s Digest and finished the AARP news letter. Their magazine will follow shortly. I do try to keep up with what is going on. Even a visit to the news section of the internet every day.
Of course my daily visits to your blogs are a must
Well it is time to get dressed, start the duties of the day, and for heavens sakes get to the store because I’m out of Sweet Cream!!!