It's been a slow moving February, hasn't it? I always find it ironic that the month with the least number of days almost always drags on (and on....and on...and on). Not really spring yet...more the dregs of winter. YUCK!
Today being Ash Wednesday we began our morning with a mad dash to Mass as 6:40 this morning. Being familiar with what we loving know as "Speed Mass" when Mons. Joe is officiate, we were trying to get there extra early. This might have been achieved had eldest son not mislaid the van key when he returned home the night before. SO we didn't get there early, but we did get there. Yeah us!!
Then I cleaned like a crazy person because someone wanted to view the house. Now usually, I am not home when these potential buyers come by, but I had to wait for a carpet guy (don't ask) so I couldn't leave. Anyway, I am putting away the trash cans when I see the realtor (not our gal, but another woman from her office) pull up in front of the house. She strolls up the walk introduces herself, hands me her card, tells me the client will be here momentarily and then says, "Her husband has issues with stairs. I don't know why she wants to see this house." Well, thanks. So glad I could waste my time providing a mornings entertainment for a woman who won't buy my house, but just wanted to see it. SIGH. I say again: SIGH.
Check out this chicken coop I found in Hobby Farm Homes. This is like a dream chicken coop! (Stop rolling your eyes Lisa! It is a very chic coop!) You can have this dropped on site, anywhere in the country with no shipping. LOVE IT!
So I must content myself with getting ready
for the garden. This little indoor green house
To my friend, and she knows who she is: I love you. I am praying for you and I am so glad it's not as bad as was thought. Look for a letter from me in a few days!