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This morning, I took my mom to the eye doctor where he told her he could not laser the "floater" in her eye as it was too near her line of vision. He said it was possible that it would deteriorate in time, and her vision would improve.
I sat in the waiting room reading Andre Norton's Daybreak--2250. I've had this book forever, and I am sure I read it many years ago, but I don't remember anything of what I am reading now. It's a good book. Post-apocalyptic, mutant mountain man and his mutated giant Siamese cat explore a world laid low by atomic blasts, plague, and natural disaster.
I started it last night and I will finish it before I go to sleep tonight. It isn't terribly long, only around 200 pages. I'm enjoying it. It has been so very long since I have been able to read strictly for pleasure.
After her eye appointment, Mom and I went to Perkins for lunch. We each had the cod dinner with side salads and sauteed asparagus. I love asparagus. The only difference beween our meals was that she had only blue cheese dressing, and I like to combine blue cheese and french dressing. We both had diet cokes for beverages. LOL.
When we got home, she mowed the lawn on her riding lawn mower, and I washed all my silverware and other utensils and put them away in one of the drawers she had cleaned out for me. It took me as long to wash all that stuff as it took her to mow the lawn. Ha. I felt like it all needed to be washed, just because it had been packed in reusable Walmart bags and traveled in the back of a pick-up truck. It just felt grimey and dirty to me.
I have some really nice Oneida silverware that I got at a liquidator many years ago. It's a very simple pattern, but I like it that way.
I also unpacked a box of my breakables. In it were a couple of my "Angelique" glass serving dishes, my Precious Moments cowboy and cowgirl, a pair of unicorns I painted in my Aunt Darla's ceramics shop many years ago, and the three cups and saucers I inherited from my grandmothers. Grandma Harpel gave me a Lily of the Valley and a violet cup and saucer. Lily of the Valley is my favorite flower....it is so simple and smells so sweet. My Grandma Neitzell's cup and saucer is one of the seven she had in her china set. She had seven granddaughters so each of us got one. Only one had a chip in it, and guess who got that one? Me.
If it were not for bad luck, I would have no luck at all.
It was unintentional as every pair was wrapped up and distributed anonymously.
That set has a very delicate pattern, and it is real china, antique and very fine. I would have been fun to have the whole set, but I think it is nice that each of us got one.
I set the cup and saucers on top of one of my high bookcases, out of the reach of kitty paws. The other knick-knacks, I set in front of books in my bookshelves. The glass dishes will go into one of the cupboards in my mom's kitchenette. She cleaned out a couple of areas for me.
I should have done laundry today--I have quite a bit of it that needs washing, but I was too absorbed in my book.
Neither Mom nor I felt like cooking, so we just had popcorn for supper. I like popcorn.
Tomorrow my uncle and brother are going to get the stuff Kyle rejected. My sister told Kyle not to help because she was worried that Jack might "say something" to Kyle about how he made more work for everyone. I think he NEEDED to hear some of that. I love my sister dearly, but this is what keeps that kid from growing up and thinking of someone other than himself. He needs a good dose of "grow the fuck up."
Ah well. The consignment shop will take my dining room set, and that will hopefully net me a little money.
Tomorrow my mom and Kim are going to have pedicures. I would love to have one, but money is short and I have some bills I need to pay.
Tonight Amy and Josh move into my house. It is a weird feeling to know that I am now truly homeless. A charity case. It kind of makes my head hurt.
That's about it for me. For today, anyhow.
