Wrong Day!

I’ve been pretty busy lately, getting a lot done around the house and making progress with my knitting and spinning, and somehow I lost track of what day of the week it is. I woke up thinking it was Saturday for some reason. Later, while we were having breakfast it came to me why. Our lawn guys are here, arrived at 9 am to remove all the roots, stumps and large pieces of mulched trees from the area we recently had cleared under the power line.

They normally come on Saturdays during mowing season so I guess my mind just jumped to Saturday! They are clearing along the fences now. Everything they get trimmed back is that much that won’t be slapping them in the face while they mow later. The top layer on the trailer is mostly green briars.

I’m back on track now. Brad’s on the phone conducting business, we are waiting to hear back from Timberjack about coming out to take a look at the huge dead pine in the front yard, I have a couple of loads of laundry to do to keep the weekend clear of housework if possible, furniture needs dusting, the floor needs sweeping and mopping. Yeah. That’s about it. Time to get in gear and start moving…as soon as I finish my coffee.

…later…

Finished my coffee, got dressed, cleaned the kitchen. The clothes washer and dishwasher are both running. I need a couple of more inches of ribbing to have the Hooplah socks finished and hope to get that done today. I’ve got the rest of the half an ounce of fiber to spin that I meant to spin yesterday.

Brad managed to save us a good bit of money on our yearly insurance premium by getting advice from our USAA rep over the phone so that chore can be ticked off the list. We have the eight-five acres we live on, the one acre where Brad’s youngest sister owned her homestead, ten acres along a highway where she had her tree and nursery business decades ago, and the rest of the one hundred acres is the family farm with a brick home, a couple of barns and a shop. It all has to be insured. Along with a total of four vehicles: my SUV, Brad’s F150, a Dodge minivan and another F150 that go with the farm. The property taxes and insurance take a good bite out of our income every year…

And Steve from Timberjack just arrived…

Steve has made his inspection and left. He’ll plug the numbers into his app and get back with us about a final estimate.

The landscape guys are moving along the south fence headed toward Brad’s shop in the background. They have quite a lot to do and will be here for several hours today. The older guy who doesn’t speak much English wants the old tool box for his pickup and Brad cleaned it out for him. They have it loaded now so that’s one more thing cleared away that we don’t need or want.

While standing out in the front yard with Brad and Steve I noticed that the gutter on the southeast side of the house is full of pine needles. There’s no point in cleaning it out yet since the pine tree will be coming down soon and it can be cleaned when the tree is down and gone. Steve and his guys will take the tree down, cut up the trunk and haul it off and grind the stump. It’ll be like it was never there and I won’t be having nightmares about a severe storm hitting our area and a dead tree being uprooted and damaging the foundation of our house! Whew!

It’s time to think about lunch and go swap out some laundry. Have a blessed day ya’ll. I’m going to make some time to sit down and read this evening. I have “The Vision of the Annointed” by Thomas Sowell downloaded on my Kobo reader now that I finally finished the book I was reading by Lt. Col. Ret. Allen West.

Published by thenerdyyarnlady

I am a Native Texan, Wife, Mother, Grandmother, Great-Grandmother, Catholic Convert residing in rural North East Texas since 1975 when I married my husband and this small town girl became a country girl. I was taught to knit at the age of ten and discovered the writings of Elizabeth Zimmerman shortly after I married. I learned to ‘unvent’ things as I went along, to create my own patterns and generally have a blast with yarn and needles. In the mid 1980’s I explored the idea of spinning my own yarn and eventually got interested in weaving on a floor loom. I have three spinning wheels and a 24″ four-shaft Herald floor loom that I purchased from a friend in the 1990’s. I also enjoy sewing, tatting and making rosaries. I have a work room that contains my fiber, yarn, floor loom, sewing machines, serger and rosary making supplies. I have a spinning corner in a bedroom next to my work room, both with north windows looking toward the creek.

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