There’s 75% of another book box dealt with. The box of used checkbooks has been gone through and I filed what I could — I ran out of supplies.
There’s 2 boxes of books to be donated at the swap shop Wednesday. A sealed box to go to the storage for the flea market, whenever. Two partial boxes in the living room also for the flea market, one books, one not.
Progress of a sort.
Did a little writing, a very little writing.
Have I mentioned that I hate winter? Everything, or nearly everything, gets put on hold, or feels like it should be.
DH on the other hand, got the 2nd set of new lights up in the kitchen. Hurrah! I can actually see in there when I’m cooking!!! And we talked about my problem with the current kitchen cabinets. I want to paint them. Partly because to me they always look dirty; even when I’ve just cleaned them. I dont’ mind cleaning things, but I purely HATE cleaning things which still look dirty afterwards!
Today I did laundry, dishes, the checks, and books. DH did dinner, we had leftovers, so it was just reheating. I was all prepared to cook, but he reminded me that we had pot pie to eat, so no cooking for me!
Slog, slog, slog . . . .
And so it continues. I’m tempted to quote Tolkien: “The road goes ever on . . . .”