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Pretty good not quite great

Another week has past. Things seemed right on the brink of being great or a success but not quite there. It seemed like I traded things I really wanted to do for things that weren’t as appealing but good, none the less. I guess that is life. Good and bad, bright and boring all mashed up in to one. Here are some of the pretty good things- Finishing a quilt for a client but finding some tucks and flaws that need to be fixed before I can return it to her. Evelyn getting better but still having a cough that is mostly annoying and hopefully  not pneumonia. Cutting out my sign but having the pressure setting too high so half my letters fell out. Taking care of the little kids and helping Lucy make blankets for her teachers that are expecting but in turn not getting a date with Glen to the high school play Going swimming with my brother’s family but having the public pool be very full with everyone else enjoying the Monday off. Glen not going to Strictly Ballroom at Hale ...

Getting better and under our belt

This week we were mostly sick and ended up sharing with Evelyn. Darn. Daryl and Ruth had the flu and stayed home from school Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday.  Monday and Tuesday they were not feeling great so they just wanted to rest mostly. Wednesday they were feeling better but still had low grade fevers for part of the day so they stayed home still but really wished they were at school, especially Ruth. She loves school and all it offers.  I was wishing they were back at school too but we managed. It made me really appreciate their general good health and the fact that we seldom have occasions like this were they are sick at home for several days. My mom was still out of town Monday and Evelyn hadn’t had a bath in over a week and hadn’t changed out of her pajama top in that long as well.  I ventured to work with the sick kids and eventually convinced Evelyn a bath really was needed and would feel good. I think we got it done in record time too because her nurse, Arla, w...

Another week in the books

This week seems a bit of a blur. I am sitting here trying to remember the I most important things are. Monday was a snow day. We made it through it.  Tuesday was the first primary activities for boy and girls activity. I am the main leader over the girls. It was fun. They are good girls, squirrelly and full of beans but fun. Six of the eight were there. We did a get to know you game and got ideas from them of things they want to learn or do. Wednesday, I met the new principal at the little kids elementary. The district did a transfer at the semester and our principal was moved to a school down the road and we got one from a West Jordan elementary. He seems like he will be great. I made a raccoon stuffed animal for each principal to put in the baskets the PTA gave them. My sister Ali worked remotely from Evelyn’s, so we got to be around her more, and I worked on my friends quilt. I have the lay out all figured out, now to get it sewn together. Thursday, Glen had the day off. Be...

Less is more

I have several other posts mostly done but not published because they just seem to be taking g too much time. I remember reading in a book about a man’s approach to journaling. He said people didn’t start because it took too much time so he decided to journal but stop before her wanted too or thought he was done.I am going to try that here. Maybe it will help with my consistency? Where to start?  It was a snow day today. No school or technically work for the kids and Glen. What that actually looked like was Glen responding to emails and doing other computer work from home, while Lilly worked on homework and online classes. Lucy going sledding with friends and hanging out with them for part of the day and the little kids being mad that they couldn’t go sledding at that time too. Then they grumpily accompanied me to Herriman to check on Evelyn because I promised them I would find them a sledding hill at Uncle Joe’s or Aunt Maridean’s. Snow days are not as fun when parents have wor...