Monday, July 19, 2010

TOO BUSY FOR THE POOL TODAY

Today hot and humid again with threats of thunderstorms.

Looking back on yesterday's post I have to wonder when this is going to get easier. They say it will get easier, it is getting harder. Does it have to get harder before it gets easier.

Last week when i went to my chiropractor he said that he asked the pastor of St. Jude's church, my cousin, to say a mass for my brother today. The mass was this morning at 8 so I went and my cousin was there with me it just so happened that the same mass was being offered for her father who died two weeks before my brother. A nice coincidence. When the "church ladies", in case you don't know the terminology, is a group of ladies that go to mass every morning the same time, realized that we were there that had to come over after mass and chat with us. They seemed to know me, I didn't know them, and they knew it was my brother whom the mass was being offered for and they recognized my cousin as the sister of the pastor. So naturally they were filled with questions. They wanted to know if Father had informed us of the church picnic in August. Of course he had not but I politely and quickly interrupted my cousin when she started to say "no", of course he told us. And, would you like to come to McDonald's with us for coffee we go every morning after the mass. My cousin gave me a look and we quickly had an excuse not to be able to go with them.

My cousin and I were able to get away fairly quickly and we got to go to DD by ourselves for a quick tall iced coffee. Then we parted ways, I to the chiropractor again and she to a doctor's appointment.

After my appointment I went to the nail salon, then to the market to pick up a few things and then home where I sat myself down and was determined to get all of m "Thank You" notes at least written and in the envelopes waiting for the addresses to be placed and then stamped and mailed.

Task accomplished, now they just have to be addressed. Just as I was catching up my husband comes in the house with the mail and three more cards for me to acknowledge.

I called my cleaning lady and asked her if she had some time to come to my brother's apartment with me and help me pack up some stuff. I think this is part of the problem why I am have these meltdowns. I keep thinking about the task and I just can't handle it. She will be an unbiased set of eyes and can easily determine what I need to hold on to and what can go. She is a real "get 'er done" kind of person and I know we can accomplish a lot in a short time. She is going to meet me there on Wednesday at 2:30 and we will work until it's done. My husband is actually the one who suggested this so I am thankful for him. She and I had already come to the conclusion that she would come and do a clean sweep when i was finished cleaning it out but now I am going to use her for this purpose too.

I made a delicious dinner. Left over sausage, peppers and onions from yesterday. So I made a meatless marinara sauce. Sauteed some garlic and chopped onions in some olive oil and added a can of whole tomatoes that I had kind of squished with my hand and a can of crushed tomatoes. I let it simmer for a couple of hours and then added the left over sausage, sliced and the peppers and onions. I cooked some linguini and that was that.

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