Day 34 of 2026

There was a school function tonight. 

We left home right after Fireball got home from work. 

We arrived just in time.

 We were not the only ones. 

There was no parking. 

It was a very cold walk from our car. 

At least the sky was fabulous...

and the event was good.

 

Day 33 of 2026

Oops! 

I was just trying to put my crock pot away 

and the lid handle shattered. 

Now I am charged with research and phone calls 

to see what my replacement options are. 

Hopefully it will involve a new handle, 

but I suspect a new lid might be my only option.

 

Day 32 of 2026

My mother and my mother-in-law passed away 

seven and four years ago, respectively. 

It has been very hard to summon the courage

 to go through their purses. 

I'm not talking about their checkbooks and wallets 

or other time sensitive items. 

Those were dealt with right away.

I'm talking about the pens and notebooks, 

phone numbers and nail files, 

mending kits and mirrors, 

and one plastic rain bonnet. 

I finally did go through the two purses 

and kept just a few meaningful items. 

I am discovering that as time passes 

and I look through things again, 

I always find some things I can let go of 

that I previously thought I needed to keep. 

Progress is slow, but progress is progress.

 

Day 31 of 2026

We got to see GB#2 perform with her show choir today 

to start off the spring competition season. 

 

Day 30 of 2026

I have successfully ripped this back

 to a plain purl row prior to my mess. 

Since this picture was taken I have 

put the stitches on my needle, 

oriented them correctly, 

figured out where I actually am in the pattern

 and knitted a few rows. 

My center line has stayed in the center, one of my former problems.

 

Day 29 of 2026

There is a lot to say about this piece of knitting, 

but most of it will have to be for another day. 

Today I will only say that tomorrow 

I will need to see if I can successfully rip it back

 to a preferred spot without a lifeline. 

Wish me luck.

 

Day 28 of 2026

 

Today's sort through was a box labeled "Old Books."

I have reduced the number of books I'm keeping

 to about one quarter of what I started with. 

It seems it was common to write one's name and the year in books. 

This one was my grandfather's. 

He saw fit to write all the pertinent information on the cover. 

What struck me most though 

was that the year of his high school graduation 

was one hundred years ago.