Happy Mother’s Day to all the mothers of the world. Physical birthing does not a mother make though. Mothering happens in many ways. Mother’s Day is not my favorite day of the year. I don’t like artificial celebrations and that is what it feels like to me.
We have had another quiet day at home. I did go to Walmart today to pick up a few things. I found some ribbon so can make 19 masks while I am waiting for the ribbon I ordered to come in. I have the ribbon pinned to the masks and will get them sewed up tomorrow. I would say about 40% of the customers at Walmart had masks on today. Most of the workers did. It does feel safer to me when someone I pass in the isles has a face mask on.
We have some workers coming tomorrow to lift up the SE corner of the house. I needed a project to do while they are here. Unfortunately it will only take me a little over an hour to get the masks sewed up. Maybe the ribbon will come in the mail tomorrow and I can finish up some more.
I baked Jim Oatmeal Chocolate Chip cookies today and then made some banana bread. I like to bake and he likes to eat! Wish I were in KS so I could have shared some of the cookies with my grandchildren.
We worked out in the back yard some this afternoon. I did a bit of mowing and helped Jim with his wood stacking project. He had stored some wood under the back deck and needed to pull it all out so the workers can have access to the foundation tomorrow. He had another stack of wood in the back yard. He went through both stacks and made a big throw away pile and then has worked to stack the wood he wants to keep and get it under a plastic cover. Another project that has been on his list for a long time.
It is to rain the next couple of days. It has sprinkled a bit this evening. Maybe he can get the two drawers for the kitchen finished tomorrow so we can take down the card table that has been in the living room for the last several months. We will see what his project of the day turns out to be tomorrow. He always surprises me with what he chooses to work on.
When I went to Walmart today I forgot to take my letters to mail so will need to do that tomorrow. I want to write a few more letters so maybe will wait and mail all of them in one trip.
I logged on to the Crisis Hot Line Platform a couple times the last few days to see if they needed help but each time I have checked they had plenty of volunteers. We can sign on anytime and take calls but they ask us not to if they aren’t busy so the volunteers that have signed up for that time can have something to do. Most calls come in the evening and into the night.
Hoping to get some more mowing done tomorrow but I will have to see what the weather decides to do. We are to get rain off and on over the next couple of days. If I can’t mow I need to find another project to do. I keep running out of projects! I do so much better when I have things to do – even if I decide not to do them. I don’t cope well when I have nothing on my to do list most of the time. Some old habits are harder than others to break.
It was good to get out for a bit today. The trip to Walmart didn’t feel so strange to me today. I got what I needed and came home. I didn’t waste time in the store and for the most part was able to find everything I wanted. People seemed to be less scared and most were honoring the six foot distancing recommendations as best they could.
Feeling a bit restless tonight. Not sure what is behind it. I am getting anxious to get back to KS. Three more weeks and that will happen. It has been six months since I lived there full time. Not sure I have been away from home that long before. I have gone back three times for four to six days at a time during those six months but haven’t put down my roots. My soul is needing to do that soon. I’m sure these three weeks will go past quickly. It just feels like it is still a long time to my heart.
Grateful for all the women that have mothered me over the years, grateful for my own mother and all the ways she showed love to me, and grateful for my children that taught me how to be a mother.