Daily Notes for Wednesday, January 8th. Sunshine and (brownish) green grass here in Maine. 22 degrees

 Postcard from Provence.

I collected all the items necessary for sweater mending....my red sweater has a very large worn to bare threads hole just above the heavily mended elbow section...that's to be expected with an ancient sweater... the mending creates too much weight and the threads separate. I have searched the internet for a new sweater... but in the comments on the site where I did find a nice cashmere sweater (new) was one that said the sweater smelled funny....and that person was returning it. Another said the wool was so thin you can see thru it.  So mending......... LLBean had a nice black cashmere a few years ago...very very thin, very expensive.  Not interested in a see thru sweater.  I could have bought TWO and lined one with the other. I might still consider that......could last me the rest of my life. Worth the very HIGH cost.  Came only in black.  I like black.  I love red.

I still have sweater scraps to use to make patches and still have tiny balls of left over sock yarn from Paula in Denver to stitch with...I'll get on it today......it's a very very large hole.

I got one of those "sad voiced" grandma calls on the land line just as I got out of bed this morning...I said I can't hear you and hung up- he called back asked why I couldn't hear him......I stayed silent waiting for the I need money and I'm in jail part... didn't happen so I hung up. Again.  Then I brushed my teeth and washed my face and noticed yet again that the sink water refused to drain.   sigh.  Great start to a day.

AAA finally.....I had to become the primary as husband is no longer here to do that. I started the process prior to Christmas.....card arrived yesterday or the day before.  I am the primary.  One who doesn't drive as yet.  But I could....any time now....well, not during the Winter......not a great time to restart my driving.... See how I do that?   Push things off into the "future".  My Son drives us to the grocery/library on Friday in my car.  I look out the passenger window.  I will finally admit to actually having zero enthusiasm for anything.  Not even my dark chocolates.

The comments on the scrap cloth small squares and rectangles are not positive..... Son says nothing and Daughter says "I don't get it".  I re-sorted the scraps by color yet again......how they get mixed up is beyond me. I really am having trouble when I get to the fourth row of strips....finding cloth compatible to the others is nearly impossible....well, IS impossible...says my daughter-  She cleared out and arranged the shelving unit across from the sink.....we got rid of a box full of things.  I washed a few glass things that were very dusty.  A thin glass teapot.....never used.  But still lovely.