Day 88; Following the Topic

I’ve been fighting to stay awake. Mom’s call before six this morning waking me suddenly because of a car she thought was parked in front of our storage building-but wasn’t- meant I wasn’t going back to sleep.

But it wasn’t a bad day really. I sat here for a while. reading through blogs, writing mine, and then getting dressed for the day. I then began preparations for my breakfast. Frozen waffles were in the toaster, water was being heated in the micro wave and I had cracked two eggs into the pan when my phone rang.My son had a meeting at work this morning. He had gone in for that, then afterwards realized he could not put off getting gas for his car any longer. Which is why I got a call from a local garden center. Being he still hasn’t purchased a replacement phone yet. He asked if I was still in my retirement uniform (jammies) when I told him no, he asked if I would bring my card for the local warehouse store so he could purchase gas as his car was sputtering. I told him he had to give me time to get my contacts in and shoes on and I’d be there. He told me where he would be and we ended the call.

 I then spent a few minutes fighting with my rigid contacts before they were both comfortable. I went in search of where I had left my shoes, finding them in the bathroom for some reason. As I began putting my shoes on, mom calls to ask about my son being at the meeting and if he got paid. I politely answered then told her he was waiting on me to bring him my card because his car was almost out of gas. She made a few more comments before finally ending the call.

I made sure that everything was off then went to get the dogs inside since the roofers were busy next door and it was safer to have them inside. Molly came in quickly and settled into place. I closed the door to this room then went to the front door for Bella. When I let her inside she stopped in front of me. When I called her she started back toward the door. I called her name and she stopped, then looked directly at where her leash rested. Bella, wanted a trip to hike the mountain. Not today Bella, sorry. Her disappointment was obvious as she gave that leash one more long look before slowly walking toward my bedroom and jumping up on the bed. 

It didn’t take long before I arrived where my son was waiting. Pulling around to near the gas pumps I gave him my card so he could get the gas his car needed. Turns out there was maybe, a gallon left in the tank. Good thing he didn’t try to make it home. 

While we were there, we went back to the garden center to see what vegetable plants were available. I ended up purchasing  peppers, tomato, squash and okra. Of course the temperature is supposed to drop sharply. And, my garden area hasn’t been tilled up yet. So I brought the plants home, and leaving them in the car I went inside. Letting the dogs back outside, I gave them each a half toasted waffle. I tossed the uncooked eggs out the back door and cleaned the pan. I then began a second attempt at a very late breakfast.

Later I found a box to place the plants in where hopefully they are safe from my roaming, curious cats. I put a sheet of glass in front of and another slightly over the box. The hope is that the sunlight through the glass will act as a sort of  green house and keep them safe from all dangers. So, while soon, I will not physically be sowing seeds, I will still be planting. Hopefully with care, my small garden will provide vegetables for summer and maybe even enough to put up for later

. I also hope, that over the course of time, I will be sowing enough kindness and compassion to help make those I am around have a better moment and day. Its all in the sowing. 

About rebecca s revels

A writer, a photographer, a cancer survivor. An adventurer of the mild kind, a lover of the simple pleasures such as long walks and chocolate. A Christian unashamed of my faith and a friend who is dependable and will encourage readily. Author of three self published books with more waiting to find their way to paper. An advocate of good things, a fighter against wrongs.
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