Post Weekend

We've avoided turning on the sprinklers.  I dislike the high water bill.  They keep saying on the news to not turn on your sprinklers yet to encourage the grass roots to go deep so they're healthier and save on water.  We tried to turn on the main valve on Saturday.  Sigh.  Not a drop of water comes through.  Currently waiting on someone that was referred to us to stop by and see if he can help.  I suspect we'll have to dig out the valve and replace it but fingers crossed that'll be a last resort.

The hawthorne tree is blooming.  It is always such a lovely addition to the beauty of this world.  There's one with the same color flowers just around the corner but I think (of course) that ours is prettier. It is totally worth the wait to see them.  Our tricolor beech is almost ready to open it's leaves.  There's one already leafed out next to our church and it is pretty, but early days still to see the full color.  We looked for some iron to put on ours, it seems to do better with some iron applied at the base.  We must have used it all last year.  And again:  fingers crossed for pretty leaves.  

Temps are supposed to be in the upper 80's by the end of the week. Today is dark and threatening and cooler. Our power bill arrived today in the mail and I'll take it - $38 is just great, love the lower bills when winter and summer cause them to be higher than I want to pay just to be comfortable in my own house.

Grateful today for spring and the beauty that always shines so bright.

Christmas in April

New handle that works!
So, last week Felipe came to look at the window.  It was a frustrating journey - it took far longer than it should have to get the company to respond to our request for service.  But he finally came (such a nice guy) and took the broken part and said he'd be in touch.  I did the thing I'm trying to do more of lately -asked myself this question:  "What's the very worst thing that can happen?"  There were several options and none of them was really life altering.  Inconvenient for sure, but truly nothing dire.  So I decided to just be patient and wait.

He showed up this morning with a part he was pretty sure would work.  Took all of five minutes to install and then he was headed out the door.  I said I would get my checkbook to write a check.  "What for?" was his response.  Nothing to pay for.  I insisted that someone needed to pay for the part and his time and he shook his head with a smile and said, "Merry Christmas." 

My heart is just overflowing.  We so rarely have that kind of tender mercy / blessing. We try to be independent and take care of things ourselves though that isn't always possible. He could easily have charged us, even over charged us.  But instead, he took the high road and did it with what felt like pleasure. 

I'm so grateful for the rare unexpected times when it actually feels like we matter. 

Mid-Week Musings

So we took some time tonight to watch a video of the Easter Devotional for Senior Service Missionaries.  It was a well-spent hour.  A couple thoughts I wanted to remember and which are totally paraphrased.

• Imagine if you woke up one morning and the only things you had were the ones you expressed gratitude for the night before.  (We saw a video about this very thing - everything people were not grateful for disappeared from their lives.  Very cute and well done.)

• We should stretch not stress.

• You're only as happy as you are grateful. 

• Remember your potential.  Don't let the challenges of life take away your ability to focus on the Savior and make you forget who you are and where you want to be.

• You choose what you want by choosing to obey.

Of course, there were other things that I want to remember, but those are the ones I quickly wrote down. So glad we watched the recording.  This video was also shown,  I remembered it, it's powerful.  Because of Him—Easter Video - YouTube

And today has been a better day.  The last couple days I was obviously not on the top of my game.  Tears, frustration, etc.  I hate that I have to repent so much and so often.  I should be doing better.

But...we managed to get someone out to look at the garage door opener.  Of course the guy couldn't re-create the problem, but he did a bunch of little maintenance things just to try to avert any further recurrences.  And finally, finally, got a response from the window company.  The guy came out and after some phone consultations managed to get the broken part out of the casement window.  He's trying to see if there's a replacement part even available.  Fingers crossed we will be able to fix the window, we use it a lot for cross-ventilation in every season except winter.  And winter has yielded to spring. The furnaces are still set to heat but haven't kicked on in days.  The Husband is ready to turn on the sprinklers for our very thirsty lawn, and while I'm not being ornery about it,  it feels w-a-y too early to start paying that huge water bill. 

I finally bit the bullet and ordered a new TIVO mini (while I still can get one) to replace the one that died a couple years ago.  The tv in my sewing room gets zero channels, it's annoying to have a case consisting of useless wires staring at me instead of being able to access tv when I'm in here.  There's frugal and then there's stingy and depriving.  (First world problems, right?) And, I bought a copy of a piano solo arrangement of "Were You There When They Crucified Our Lord".  It's lovely and not super hard, I could probably manage to polish it without too much wrist trouble. 

Yesterday morning on our walk I stopped and snapped a very small cluster (hanging over the fence) of lilacs off this bush.  It's all dried and dark, but still smells heavenly.  I'm leaving it on the counter to sniff every time I walk by until the scent is all sniffed out.

Grateful today for a better day, for a better attitude.  (Sometimes I can almost sense a shift in how I feel before I get out of bed.) Grateful for good shoes for walking.  For some help getting things done around here that we can no longer do for ourselves. Grateful for sourdough rolls in the freezer that heat quickly and nicely in the microwave.  And grateful for kind neighbors across the street who enjoy cooking meat that they then share with us.  We'll get four or five meals out of their generosity.  And, wow, yum!! 

Monday

Easter weekend was decent.  I accompanied Robert to sing in Sacrament meeting.  We had a full-blown program and I was extra-nervous/stressed.  Don't know why.  I guess I just feel so keenly my lack of education where music is concerned, always compare myself to the young/pretty/perfect/degree'd/performer that accompanies the choir.  Which is wrong and definitely should not be done.  I think Robert and I did ok.  Only one person said anything to me (that was the sweet sister who always says something nice to everyone).  We did skedaddle pretty quick out of the church after.  My priority was, as always, to bring the Spirit.  But I let the world get to me yesterday. Anyway, I didn't make any glaring mistakes, felt like I was following him properly.  But nothing is ever perfect.  And since it's been some years since I've played with the choir seats full (right there by the piano), that was a bit disconcerting to me.  I felt like everyone was hovering over me, but in reality they probably weren't paying the slightest bit of attention to me.   I've a break now, from the organ, for a couple weeks and that is welcome.  My hands shake so much and are so cold (not the best for utilizing those fingers) that it is becoming more and more troublesome.  But I'll endure.

Our Pretty tree.

We attended another Sacrament meeting as well, our former neighbor was speaking before she heads off to her mission in Cambodia.  I admire the courage to go to a third world country for 18 months at such a young age.  She is a lovely young woman and we miss having them as neighbors. 

This morning's walk yielded another fox sighting.  I saw it trotting across a lawn, then dashing across the street in front of us and off it went.  So fun to see.  We were later than usual so it was pretty light out.  Had a couple sprinkle rain drops but only a couple and it was a beautiful morning.

Walked out the front door to notice our little crabapple tree looking pretty happy.  I love all the spring blooms.  The Husband is out working in the yard - he's obliterated a couple wasps nests under the eaves, eradicated the holly hocks we no longer want and is working in the garden.  The weeds have gotten out of control.  Herbicidal soap has been less effective than we'd like and frankly the both of us are overwhelmed.  So, it'll be a "bye" year for the garden. Nothing else we could find to get rid of the weeds is recommended for a vegetable garden, so we're trying something different.  Will cover the beds with dense heavy black plastic and hope the sun will kill it all and be able to start fresh next year.  I'll miss the fresh-from-the yard tomatoes, cucumbers and melons.  The Husband's back will also appreciate a break. He so loves to putter in the yard.  This aging thing has unanticipated effects on us both.  

Lunch, dinner and lunch, dinner tomorrow and perhaps the day after will be leftover ham.  Until we're totally sick of it.  My body doesn't really like all the salt.  What a luxury to have such good food around us, so easily obtained.

Grateful today for leftovers that make it easy to figure out what to serve for those meals.  Grateful for kind people who sweetly reach out to say thanks for coming to hear their daughter speak yesterday, grateful for something good to read.  I know I say that a lot, but that is a constant thought of gratitude for me, books have been my lifelong friend.  And grateful for the beauty of another spring day. I love spring. (And fall, and winter.  Summer?  Not quite so much.😊)