I WAS DETERMINED TO SHRED TWO TUBS FULL OF OLD PAPERS and as I was leaving the cottage for the night, another cardboard box full of printed emails was noticed hiding in the shadows. Will get to this one later. I needed to complete the task of shredding the contents of these two tubs that when I finished, I was so ready to go HOME and eat. Actually tired. Tis done. Pat myself on the back. I see a day when I am so organized I will be squeaky clean.
I didn't get my walking in on the treadmill. Hubby was working out in the shed where the treadmill is, setting up a muscle rack for storage tubs. I would have been in his way, so I shredded lots of papers instead. The shredder squeaks due to having used it so much. The end results were three large trash bags full of shredded paper. SO GLAD TO HAVE this done. So glad. I was trying to remember when I started shredding old receipts, checks, statements, etc. I can't even remember as it was months ago.
When I got home, I watched some television and fell asleep watching PBS. Went from episode one of Miss Scarlet and woke up at the end of episode two. Will have to watch again. I was so tired I faded.
This month, I hope to have packed a whole lot of things that will go with us to the COTTAGE when we make our exodus from here to there. Doing my best to do all the packing in an orderly way. Let there be order so the job gets done. When our house is finally completely empty, I will marvel at the results. I will walk through the house room by room saying good-bye. The house will be barren of all belongings. I hope it will be squeaky clean when vacant.
Squeaky clean usually requires a great deal of planning ahead of time to get the finished results wanted. That saying, "Until the cows come HOME." resonates in my head. MOO. Where's the cows?
In my head I can see our tiny COTTAGE all fixed up and very suitable for two old peeps living there. Each time I am at the COTTAGE working, I think and rethink what we will do to make her our cozy home. As we were traveling today to the cottage to work, Hubby asked about one of my Aunts that has been moved to a nursing home after an illness. As we were talking about nursing homes, I mentioned how expensive they are and that we will probably not be able to afford one when we are extremely old if we should live that long. Hubby said that the Cottage will be our nursing home. We both laughed. I agreed.
My MONDAY was busy as I continue to box up CHRISTMAS DECOR. I needed to run to town to get a few more fruits for this weeks WONDER ZONE DIET. Sunday was easy enough to do as I skipped breakfast and had a FRUIT SALAD for Lunch. Some cheese and MARY's GONE CRACKERS crackers to snack on while my soup heated up for supper. I was very hungry. Went too long between lunch and supper without eating. Soup for supper. Four cups of this WONDER SOUP. I was full when done and didn't eat my strawberries for evening snack.
Monday's Breakfast was a baked potato drizzled with olive oil. Some salt and pepper to season it. Lunch, a nice salad and supper stir fried veggies. Lots of water to drink.
Tuesday's Breakfast was a Avocado Toast with cherry tomatoes and fresh fruit. Not sure about Lunch. Think I'll have an early Supper being another huge salad.
Wednesday will be BANANA DAY and almond milk smoothies. Also when you mash up a banana, you can make a pudding that's delicious. The day's food will be easy to do.
Speaking of TUESDAY...it started out kind of rough. Hubby thought we had more time before my LAB APPOINTMENT and let me sleep in, so when I did wake up, I was running behind. QUICKLY got dressed, fixed my hair and out the door I went to drive the distance to the LAB where I'd have the work done. I drank a bottled water on the way so I'd be hydrated making the withdrawal easier. Arrived on time. Couldn't hardly believe it.
There was a wait. The technician was WONDERFUL. Hardly felt the needle. That's the way I like it. Then we were going to go to STARBUCKS where I could get a unsweetened Iced Green Tea, but on the way I had asked my dear Husband what was his favorite BREAKFAST. We headed toward the CHEF, but they were closed. Off to IHOP.
I knew I could get some fresh fruit for Breakfast. As we were talking about the LAB appointment, I said my technician was the BEST I had ever had. Hubby told me about the time he went to have blood drawn and the technician tried 4 times before she finally drew from the back of his hand. Makes my stomach hurt.
As we talked, I thought I'd be sweet and top Hubby's cup of coffee off and add some more cream to it. I was telling him that if the technician couldn't get the blood on the first try, I would allow a second try and if they couldn't get blood I WOULD...this is when the tiny container of cream jumped out of my hand and landed in his cup of coffee spilling coffee on the table where the creamer in the small container was now floating in his cup of coffee.
HOW'D THAT HAPPEN? We started laughing. I needed the comedy relief as I have been uptight for too long concerning health issues and juggling between the main house and the COTTAGE. I think the cows came HOME when I did this stunt. The timing couldn't have been better even if I had tried to make this happen.
I've tried and tried to be overly clean and overly organized, but for some reason I am not quite there yet. Makes me wonder if I ever will be. Doesn't really matter does it?
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