I didn't post yet today.
Barbara (who has no life) mentioned to me this afternoon that she misses my posts. She longs for the sweet sound of my melodious voice, I know. Even in print.
Steve and I are still 'testy', even though he's making efforts to make up to me.
I don't give up easily. I'm a Southern lady, and I fully understand the concept of feuding.
It's gotten cold, and I hurt all over. I so hate cold weather. I hate short days. I also hate domoncraps, but they're not going away, either.
We still haven't got the Christmas tree up. Steve wanted to go to Lowe's today to get more lights, and I held out for the pricer LED's, which will not be so apt to set the tree on fire, and will not throw breakers. The Scrooge, also known as The Communist, has not lit up my life-sized nativity out at the driveway. He's going to be visited by three ghosts on Christmas Eve.
One of my turkeys died from the cold or something. They take to dying about the time they get grown. They're so hard to raise.
Brad called me last night, and we talked for quite a while. His brother, Eric (the smart one) came out to him the last time he was home. I'll just bet their parents are so glad that they will now never be grandparents. What is this world coming to?
I've been posting quite a bit on TLC, the on-line site for former 2X2's. There's a lot of anger amoung those people. The site manager wrote to me, telling me that I seemed so level-headed, and without bitterness or anger toward those people. I have every reason to love them, and no reasons to hate them.
Faune Gerber introduced me to the site.
I visited the Rutledge Goodwill for just a few minutes today. I wanted to take them some curtain lights that we were not going to be using. Kelly, one of our ladies, has been decorating constantly, but people keep buying her decorations. Renae was there sorting, and had worked herself to the point of exhaustion. I've never seen her sitting down to sort, but she was today. Betty was there, and she's a really hard worker...one of our best volunteers. They were swamped with new donations. That's good, but our sorting room is so small, it was really crowded.
Renae had me a box of feathered birds for my tree. She knows I collect them to decorate.
Betty told me her divorce papers came. I hate that she's going through that at Christmas, but she's doing well with it. Her husband was such a loser. I had told her she needed to jetison him some time ago, and she had given him an ultimatum to quit drinking and get a job, or get out.
I told her to call on me if I could help her in any way. She needs her friends now.
I also went by the Goodwill in Jefferson City, and got me a TV for my Hut that plays DVD's without programing them. You just slide them in, and they start playing. I don't know how to program TV's to play all those things. It's real small, but will be perfect for my little camper hut. It only cost $15.00. I'm really pleased with myself.
I got the paneling put on another wall in the bedroom of the camper tonight. It's cheap paneling, but it will keep the insulation in the walls, and it doesn't look too bad, for free stuff. I'll paint it, but it will look a lot like the original paneling that was in the camper when I bought it. I had insulated the walls with cardboard that Joan had given me from the Family Dollar. The paneling covers the cardboard, and makes for a smooth surface. I then trimmed out the window, re-using the old trim that I had taken down. It had to be re-configured, but it looks pretty nice now. I could feel the cold coming off those windows. I'm going to have to get Steve to cut me some plexiglass or put a fine blade on an old table saw he has, so I can cut it. I'm going to have to have storm windows, and plexiglass is pretty resistant to the cold. It will go on the facing for the windows. I expect it will save me a LOT on the heating. I put mattress pads over the windows tonight when I closed up, to keep out some of the cold.
It's late, and I'm tired, and haven't even bathed and got ready for bed.
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