I plan to label the contents of the boxes and then put them away, unless I decide to sew a couple of shopping totes first.
I'm already behind schedule, as I was on the last leg of my walk this morning I noticed a white truck in front of our house. At 7 AM. I hurried over here and discovered that it was the gas man. I would imagine if I were a gas man I wouldn't really like to be called that.
Anyway, he was here to mark the gas line so that when we are planting we don't accidentally hit it. Then I went over to Mom and Dad's to see them and I found out that they are going to L.C. today to get rocks. I want to go to L.C. to get rocks. Not only that, but there is a potluck at the firehouse tonight. We might not go, but the one I went to last year was really cool. GREAT FOOD. And a short meeting followed by an hour of music by a local bluegrass band.
Then I got home and cut Pat's hair. Now I am blogging and in a few minutes the landscape guys will be here. And I haven't even showered yet.
See how a day gets away from me? First I needed to find a pair of scissors....
These quilts are pretty old and in pretty bad shape. But you can't tell if you fold the bad parts in and roll them up just right and put them in an old basket.