I kind of feel like I should just write something today because I should. I wonder what that means for the future of this little blog that I've had for - can it really be? - 26 years? That's shocking to realize. This has definitely been a bit of a "safe space" for me to do my journaling. I've left it largely public for no real reason, I really don't care if people read this. I just care if people talk to me about what I've written. Then it becomes somewhat judged and not my personal keeping-track-of-my-daily-life thing. This is for me. One of the few things I do for me.
Anyway - here we are. Monday again. We ran a few errands this morning with mixed success. My car has sent a message on the dashboard: windshield washer fluid low. Down the rabbit hole I went. Had to look up where to put the fluid. Learned there are a couple different kinds of fluid - summer and winter. How did I manage to get to 73 years old and not know that? One of today's errands was to get a gallon of fluid. Didn't get any. The places we went only had summer fluid and I'm not going to use it. And I'm not going to use RainX brand - too many negative comments about the film it leaves. The Husband is particular about clean windows / windshields for which I'm grateful. No film will be allowed. So I guess I'll wait until the stores get the winter fluid or I take the car in for its annual maintenance and they will fill the fluid. Whatever. Unsuccessful.
I use the 4 oz Ball glass canning jars a lot. Just the right size for our household and food habits. Off to the store to find some. Only wanted a couple. Hobby Lobby to the rescue. A bit more expensive (like double the price directly from Ball, but that's for a case of 12 and I really don't want that many) but I came home with two. Successful.
Into the Credit Union for their 70th Birthday celebration, they're right by Hobby Lobby so it wasn't a big deal to drop in. Entered their giveaway for an iPad. Won't win of course, but we did end up with a very tiny Crave cookie apiece. And I grabbed a free pen. So neither successful (except for the cookies) or unsuccessful.
Into Lowe's, also right by Hobby Lobby. Came away with some iron for the tricolor beech. Almost didn't. The first employee clearly thought we were out of our minds. The second employee took us right to the product. Also bought some spot-filler grass seed for the bare ground where we lost the Blue Atlas Cedar. It'll take some doing, but The Husband will get to it when it isn't so hot. So, yes, successful.
The weekend was a mixed bag. The storehouse was so dead. They have recruited so many new people that even some of the morning people are switching to the afternoon. I was relieved when our shift was over. One friend there is switching to afternoons but said she's going to come in at noon until the end of August (when we finish our mission) so she can see us. Aawww, so tender and kind to hear.
Fifth Ward church for us yesterday in addition to our own ward. We'd been invited to hear a friend's son missionary-return talk. He did great. I still am taken aback at how old the people there look in the 10 or so years since we've been divided. I know I look old too. But somehow, other people look older especially when you haven't seen them in a while.
Today I am once again grateful for repentance. I need it so much and so often. I want to feel forgiven for all that I do that is so wrong and unkind. I want to be kind and thoughtful and pleasant and well, every good attribute. I'm grateful for the weekly sacrament that gives me unseen strength. And I'm grateful that our ward music leader will leave the new song "This Little Light Of Mine" for the primary. It really is a primary song and didn't go well in the fifth ward when it was sung as the middle-meeting musical number. Nope, not well at all.
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