Adding to a smaller rectangle. While watching (listening) to Law and Order. I added border strips and then started adding little bits of appliqué. Nothing in my work these days is permanent. It can all be unsewn just as easily as it was added. Hours later I can dislike something I liked very much when I stitched it. It's like Doodling on paper with an ink pen. No plan. "Eraseable".
Husband was good yesterday and today is not walking. Is rolling around in an office chair.
The weekly grocery visit this morning was different. The vibe in the air was different- more like normal. It felt good but strange. Does that make sense? That "more normal" felt strange? Fewer and fewer empty shelves. Mexican toilet paper. My son sent a text that he had also found toilet paper- a Mexican brand. Rollos. So he told us to "stand down" on finding him a few rolls.
The Deli was open. You could have meat and cheese sliced to order. I did not. I did not feel comfortable with that.
My walking buddy is expecting a bag of romance paperbacks when we have coffee tomorrow morning outside her apartment building. And she expects me to be wearing a mask on our coffee visit. And bring my own coffee. But that is normal. Except for the mask. I don't have to bring my own chair. We have missed "conversation". We were going to do this visit in Town but my friend is in Town more often than I am and says there is a significant homeless population (not immigrants)- sans masks - wherever we might find a place to sit. So there is that to consider. So we will skip Town.
I had bobby pins on my shopping list. They didn't have gray ones (why the hell not?). Only black and brown. The hair on my neck is growing too long now and irritating me- I have missed two haircuts. So I wanted to pin it UP. Daughter has agreed to come and cut a straight line some day. The rest of my hair has decided after weeks of unruly behavior- to settle into waves and curves. There is enough weight. My hair is naturally wavy when there is enough weight. Otherwise it is one big WHITE fluff ball which I HATE. So the fluff ball stage has passed finally. And now I only have to control the back neckline and let the weight of the hair settle into a suitable style. I actually have wash and wear hair if it gets to a manageable length. And then it needs to be kept at that length. Hopefully, I can get a haircut by then. Or I will just have to use more and more of my bobby pins.
There is sunshine today but a cold Sun. Nothing warming about it. Watchathon was a bust. I can't access any of it if I do not have X1 and voice command. Like I want a 24/7 listening device in the house. I do not. I do not like voice command anything.
Well, I guess I have nothing more productive to write about. I have books to sort for my friend and then I am going to eat my brown rice vegetable sushi. As I said to each sales associate at the grocery- "thank you and have a good day". You, too.
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