Sunday afternoon found Ole Boy and I sharing a meal with my sister, Cindy, and my brother-in-law, Clyde, at Ryan’s (not a detail for the diet blog) for a little buffet-type bite to eat. It was so nice to spend time with them. We had stimulating conversation about such things as “if the meal between breakfast and lunch is brunch, what is the meal between lunch and supper?”
I’m not the best housekeeper in the world. Thankfully, Ole Boy is very good to help keep the house picked up. When Cindy, who lives in Athens, called to tell me they had decided to bring us a big load of firewood (which, by the way, is my source of heat…and the source of my $140.00 winter utility bills), we spun into a whirlwind of activity to make the place look presentable. Keep in mind that I was sick most of last week and the house
looked about the same was in need of some straightening up.
In the midst of our reverse tornado through the house, the bathroom vanity door fell off. Completely. Just dropped to the floor. Other than that, we got the house in order. (Except for the hoarding room. Ever see the “Hoarders” show on A&E? Yeah, well, we do NOT have them beat, but the room is full of stuff begging to be sold in a yard sale.)
After the mad-dash cleaning, Cindy and Clyde didn’t even come in! We did have a very nice lupper, though.