Day 319; Footnotes of Busy… Busy.. Busy

The day may have started slowly, but it sure picked up.

My mother called when she usually does and we chatted for a while. In the midst of the conversation she asked if I had spoken with my son about cutting up some firewood for them as they were getting low. I told her no, but I would. They had some errands to run right around lunch time so there was no hurry. After the call I did speak with my son and he did what I knew he would. He agreed to cut wood.
Right around lunch time, after we both had eaten, he headed outside. Not to go cut wood, but to clear our driveway of leaves. Trying to get up our drive on his motorcycle was similar to traveling up a drive of ice. No traction and lots of fish tailing.

Right after he began with his leaf blower he suddenly stopped. Before I could get up to check out why I heard my mother’s voice calling to me, asking, “Are you in there?” Without thinking I called by “Nope” of course I did get up and go see what she needed. She and dad both use a cane when they go out. One or the other, or maybe the guilt can be placed on both, left one of the walking sticks in the shopping cart and the big box store and didn’t remember it until they got home. She wanted the one that I have in my car. Yes, I had picked one up to have in the car, just in case. My son got her the cane and she headed back up the path for home.

My son returned to work once she was well away from the dust. He had originally turned down my offer to help, but then when the mountain of leaves grew ahead of his leaf blower, he did need assistance. Grabbing my jacket I went outside. By the time I got out there he had the tarp off my wood pile. I got one rake, he got another and we covered the tarp. He dragged it down to the far edge of the yard and came back for more. Working together we managed to get the drive cleared and safe. After he returned the tarp to the wood pile we decided to go ahead down to my folk’s place to cut up some wood for them.

Dad has an electric chainsaw. Once we had it ready we headed for the saw horse and the wood poles they wanted cut. My son stopped suddenly and returned to the carport. I heard him rummaging and then he appeared pushing their wheel barrel. We managed to cut up five or so logs and stacked it on their wood rack in the back of their carport. Mom was happy, she now has more wood. My son and I both were glad to be able to make sure they were supplied. After we put everything away, we left to head for home and then the big box store for some things my son needed.

The minute we walked in the door, I headed for customer service. I spoke with an employee I met before we got there, hoping they could help us because the line was long. She couldn’t so we took our place and waited. One we reached the counter and I asked about the cane, she immediately reached off to the side and handed it to me. YES! Mom was going to be happy she was getting it back and that she didn’t have to stand in line to ask about the cane. After we took it out to the car we headed back in for what he needed.

It would have been nice if we had snagged a shopping cart but we didn’t so we were carrying the stuff he was finding. After finding work pants, a belt and new gloves for me, we then went for him some sodas.  Once all that was taken care of and placed in the car I told him I needed to go into the dollar store. I was hoping they had twenty bulb light strands that I could use to replace the strand that shorted out on my outside lamp. Yes, I did. I rigged the former Christmas decorations with light strands and use them year round. They did have the lights, I remembered I needed a next year calendar and a writing tablet. Taking our place in line a super sweet lady told us we could go ahead of her because we had such few items. Thank you dear lady you were so nice!

Home again for a while now, my son is working on doing his laundry and I am enjoying writing, some weird program on television and coffee which I do believe I will switch to either tea or hot cocoa. Because no matter how busy, busy, busy we are, we also need to find those moments when we slow down, wind down and relax. When we set aside the responsibilities that we may not have completed and pick them up again the next day. Obviously not the things that are essential and necessary to be completed, but those things that can wait. We didn’t cut all the wood. we didn’t clear the leaves out of the yard, but we did go for that walking cane. Its all in taking care of priorities and recognizing which things have priority.

Cricket wondering if it is safe to come out of hiding now as she didn’t want to be put to work.

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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3 Responses to Day 319; Footnotes of Busy… Busy.. Busy

  1. Priti says:

    Beautifully written. Loved to read it. Thank you for sharing 🙂🎉

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