Day326; Footnotes of Boxes, Boxes, Who Has the Pie

And the search is on, but it doesn’t look good.


It dawned on me this morning that I had forgotten to purchase okra, my mother was also looking for a brand of pecan pie that you don’t need to bake. One of those thaw and eat things. We set up a plan. She was going in one direction to a nearby store while I headed for the big box store. I did find the okra, but neither of us found a pie.


While I was at the store my son calls and asks if I would bring him a drink, any flavor. As I was preparing to check out, I passed a cooler holding his favorite drink and there was a new flavor. So I grabbed the new flavor and one I’ve seen before. He told me later that the new flavor was odd and not one he would go out of his way for but he still appreciated my bringing him the drinks.


After I got home, I decided that I might as well begin the decorating for Christmas. Since my son and I had got the cart together I could use that to move the boxes from the storage building to the house. I didn’t count how many trips it took me, but I finally managed to get everything moved. Our artificial tree is this giant seven and a half feet tall beast that is in two very large storage boxes. Then there are all the decorations. I still left three boxes of outside decorations in the building.


Once I had everything staged, I came inside and prepared a cup of coffee. I was going to catch my breath and begin. The part I dread the most, is getting that tree put together. The colors that make the branches has long started to fade making it a sort of guessing game, but it adds to the challenge. Once that is together the decorating is actually fun, trying to get that certain, special look. That, joyful, happy, celebration look.


After the tree is up and decorated, that is when I can see what I can do with the other stuff. My house isn’t set up all that well for decorating, but I try and that counts.


As I sat down to drink my coffee, the phone rings. My mother was calling, she was so frustrated about not being able to find that pie. Even though she said she had been looking for it for the last month. I let her talk for a few moments before asking if she wanted to run down to a big box store that is slightly larger and has more than the one we usually visit. “Well if you want.” I told her I would be right there.
We drove down to the store, found a place to park that wasn’t a mile from the door and prepared to head in. I’m not sure why it is, every time I go to this store I pull down the parking row that has not a pot hole but an excavation dig. That hole is big enough to swallow my jeep. But, this time I saw it and crept across. We get in the store and go straight to the freezer section. Nope, no pecan pies here either. I offered to try different stores, but she was frustrated and didn’t want to try so we headed for home. Now I feel as if I’m on a mission to find a pecan pie mere days before Thanksgiving. It doesn’t look good.


After I got back home I brought down a load of firewood so I would have it close enough for in the morning. I contemplated on what I was going to do about all the boxes on my porch. I don’t fear anyone bothering anything as we haven’t had any problems at all with our neighbors and we do live in a rural area so it isn’t like I’m downtown anywhere. I am wondering about the cats though. Last night they were having a grand time playing on the front porch after the dogs came inside. I haven’t heard them yet tonight though.


When my son came in from work we chatted a while. I prepared supper and I watched as he tried to make a computer part he ordered work. He tried to get that thing to work for nearly four hours before checking it in my computer and realizing it was dead on arrival and gave up. It never worked so he’s sending that back tomorrow and has already ordered a replacement. He was very disappointed.


 I was told tonight of another fund raising site. I thought why not? I managed to get an account set up for donations, but then when I tried to get the financial site set up I failed. I’m not sure what I did incorrectly but I’ll try again tomorrow and see if I can get it straightened out. If I can get this to work, it would help me get the extra cash I need to work on getting the books I’ve been working on completed and available. If not, then it wasn’t meant to be done that way and I’ll have to seek what God’s way is for me to accomplish getting these books done. I surprised myself enough in that I tried to begin with as I usually don’t try new technological stuff without my son close to assist.


As it is, even without the pie, even with making a misstep in set up, today was a good day. I am content.

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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