Just another day at home

Today was my day off during the week this week.  I have the weekend off, which I am looking forward to, but I always enjoy that one day when I can get stuff done around the house at my own pace.  Granted, I did not get as much done as I wanted to.  But, I had a good, relaxing day none the less.  We have gotten our washing machine replaced, thank goodness, and I spent a good deal of my time today doing loads of laundry.  I stopped after five loads because I did not want to wear this new (to us) machine out the first week we had it. 

Despite the temperatures getting cold again, as we were in the 60's last week, the sun was bright today and Squirt and I enjoyed several outings around the neighborhood.  They don't last too long on days such as this because, despite the sunshine, it's still cold....especially for a 7 pound dog.  He takes care of business and gives himself plenty of time to sniff a few things before we come back home for treats.  I say treats because I would give myself something as well to snack on each time we got back. 

I began an inventory of my record collection.  This may seem odd to some folks, but I want to have a complete list tucked away in case of something happening to the house (knock on wood).  But, I also love to inventory houses.  I learned about it when Aunt Sara passed away.  She inventoried the family homeplace, which was great because she gave what history she knew about certain pieces.  I was inspired by this and went on to inventory 3 other houses before I was 15.  Anyway, today I continued working on my home inventory, a project which will no doubt take a good deal of time.  I love reliving the history of things, as you know.   And who knows, maybe some day when I'm gone someone else will find this information interesting.  And if the don't, it's fine because I enjoy doing it. 

I also continued my letter writing today.  Yes, it's old fashioned and, no, I don't care if anyone writes back.  Of course, it's very nice when they do, but I don't write to receive.  I do it partly because I enjoy it.  I have written over 20 letters and cards so far this year and have loved every minute of it.  And the fact that I got stationary for Christmas means people take me seriously haha!  I discovered, though, when I was writing the other day, another reason that I enjoy the letters so much.

I talk a lot about wanting to be the person that I was raised to be.  As I sat with my writing desk (yes, I have one thanks to John Ramsey) on my lap, it dawned on me that I am doing something that I was taught to do by example.  Both Mom and Grandmother wrote letters and cards and thank you notes.  It just comes naturally to me to put pen to paper, seal it, stamp it and send it off.  I feel close to those ladies when I write letters.  I know they are always with me, but when I do things like that, I am particularly aware of their presence in my heart.  I get the same feeling when I'm washing dishes.  Ah, well.  Ironically, I found a box of stationary that was Grandmother's and have been using it to write some of these letters that bring me closer to her.

Anyway, that has been my day so far.  Dinner is in the oven.  Trying out a new casserole recipe I read in the Wingate Baptist Church Cookbook of 1991.  I do love a good casserole, so we shall see how this turns out.  If it's any good, I'll share it here.  And the timer has just gone off, so I must go check the oven.  Michael will be home soon and then it'll be time for dinner. 

Have a wonderful evening and a blessed tomorrow.😊😊😊😊