I was still under the weather a little today, which is Sunday Feb. 16, so I just thought putting a couple of those adult bibs together would be a good thing to do, and one has cars on it and the other is a geological rock pattern that was in turquoise and lime colors. Also found the above zig-zag bordered placemats and napkin set, and I may make some with using all kinds of fabrics. I have enough 2.5" strips cut to make 12 scrap quilts and 50 placemats. lol But so does everyone else, I bet, soit would be a challenge to do all that. At one point after lunch, I got to thinking it was Monday because with running a slight fever, I don't dare go to church where most of the people are older, and could catch something, which I would hate if it was caught by shaking my hand. I counted 8 quilts to give to charity, and now I have to make two baby girl tops and one baby boy top for people in my family's kids' kids.
And living alone, I'm hungry, so I'm going to make the steak I bought at the grocer's or else it's going to go bad. I also bought a few potatoes that I could make into potato salad, and some green veggies in the freezer to balance out the meat and potatoes. I'm a little worried about stuff, because once again, my lawyer dropped the ball of getting names changed on important papers and stock accounts. I am out of water at the house because I don't have funds to pay for a new pump, which takes workers all day to pull up the pipes and check out what's wrong. It was supposed to have been fixed 18 months ago when they replaced the pump, but this one went out. It feels like a horror show, because the money is there, but it's not accessable until the attorney gets things transfered from my husband's name to mine. He died almost four years ago, and I've been waiting a year for the lawyer's action. I just don't know what to do, because if a large bill is drafted against my account, it will bounce like a rubber ball. Social security isn't certain here, and during the Obama administration, twice they withheld our checks, but it wasn't too bad then because there was still money left in our account from when my husband socked it away while he was living. Apparently I have more bills than the social security pays for. And the powers that be raised school taxes from $2,000 to $4,000 in less than 5 years when illegals started crossing the borders and schools in border states had to come up with money from somewhere. So county taxes all toll are up 40% from when we purchased our American dream place 10 years ago. I swore off living in a neighborhood when our bird feeder started attracting pigeons and the neighbors were all up in arms about it because someone delivered a lecture to the rotary club on pigeon diseases, and you know, there hadn't been an outbreak of pigeon fever for over 50 years there, when records started being kept. Even so, they were certain those pigeons would bring disease to our remote location in Wyoming, so 2 of them landed on my husband like ugly on an ape, and I couldn't even look across the street at the mean neighbors after that, so I took down all the bird feeders and said farewell to the hobby that brought the joy of birdsong to my yard. And in spite of themselves, I loved the pigeons, too. They have such loving eyes, and they're not ever afraid of people and go about their business while being adored and admired by people like me. On 14 acres, nobody is even close enough to see you have bird feeders, and besides, they're too busy with thier own live stock to be outraged that the neighbor loves to watch colorful songbirds of the wild, because they do, too. Pigeons don't collect in the country, it seems, but cardinals and jays certainly do if you feed regularly the stuff they like.
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