One of those Fridays when I’m not glad it’s TGIF. Every day that passes is less time I have in MO. I know . . some will think that’s a bad way to feel . . I should want to be in Texas where my home is but without being able to have a garden there, without being able to grow much of anything there, and with Vince no longer working so we can live anywhere, and with Addie in MO, my heart just isn’t in Texas. I keep telling myself it’s the place to be financially but sometimes there’s more than finances that should weigh on our decisions but . . enough of that.
It’s going to steadily get colder throughout the day here and end up being 29 or 30 for the low. Brrr . . my bones are not used to such cold weather.
After I take Addie to school, I hope to spend at least a bit of time working on my brother-in-law’s socks. My hands aren’t used to the tiny needles so if I can work on those a couple of hours through the day, that will be good.
Yesterday morning as Addie was getting dressed for school, she couldn’t find her shoes. We searched this hotel room and there aren’t that many hiding places, and we didn’t have an extra pair of shoes here. She had put them back on the night before when the fire alarm in the hotel was going off . . in case we had to leave.
We were almost late for breakfast with grandparents because of those shoes. I have a big trash bag in the room so the lady doesn’t have to come in and get our trash every day. Who would have thought her shoes were in the trash bag but that’s where they were!
It’s time for me to go wake her up and I’m hoping we have no lost articles of clothing this morning.