Raking Leaves. Not me.
So Library and Lunch Buddy Lunch. Getting out of the house. @ 11:30
It's quiet here. After having people in and out...now we are just son and I. Trying not to irritate each other. It's not bad but he hasn't been "mothered" in over 30 years.....and I haven't been Observed in my Natural Habitat for 30 years as well. Equality in Irritation.
He is happy to have solved the Garage Door Opener Mystery by buying a replacement. We should find the missing one any second now.
I look at the calendar and the short number of days--since--shocks me each time I count it off. Such a short number and yet it feels like weeks and months ago. ...that he died.... and it's only 4 days.
Neighbors are quiet.....in shock I think. I might be as well.
I am still sorting things in containers from the Attic. Mostly cloth and finished and unfinished quilts. I am doing a very "on and off" repair to a very old quilt....I can't recall how it came to be in my house but I like it. Some of the fabrics have rotted away. Those are the thin strips I am replacing- hand sewing new strips to the surface. New fabrics and new colors.....I tried to match but it was impossible. But with so many fabrics and so MANY repairs- hard to notice any real changes.
I finally finished the book I started on Monday. I can't seem to concentrate....I read and then I stare into space and then read again. Considering the number of years I might be doing all of this without him.
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