Tea Time for Two: 08/01/2013

Last Friday nights sunset

It is 7:30 pm and I am just now eating supper. I almost never eat past 6, but today I was not hungry. I didn't feel motivated either, which is rather odd if you consider what I did today! I woke up, talked Kyrre into a walk before brunch, ate, and loaded the dish washer, and set tapioca out to soak. Then I dragged him out window shopping. I had the urge to check out the supplies at one of the local stores to see if they had the same things their sister store had in a neighboring town. Mainly, I just wanted to get out of the house. Then we browsed through the hardware store, because, its manly and I though Kyrre would enjoy that after looking at kitchen stuff.

When I got home, I started a batch of bread, cooked the tapioca pudding, so we would have something cool for the evening, and cooked red lentil soup and made a salad.

Window shopping was fun, but not nearly as fun as getting caught in a freak rain storm on the way to the mail box. I had seen a few drops falling on my way out, but it was so scattered I didn't do much but through my wind breaker on. by the time I got to the end of the drive way I was getting hit with grape sized random rain drops. Then I heard a weird sound and looked up to see a wall of water, in the form of rain of course, rushing down the street to me. I just started laughing and kept walking. I didn't quicken my pace, nor did I care. Bu the time I got back to the house my coat and pants were soaked and I was grinning like a child who had just been giving a present to open.

When I got home I decided to share the love and wrapped my soaked coat around my cat, wet side in. She was thoroughly thrilled, as you could imagine, and didn't speak to me for nearly an hour. It was fun though.

My niece zipped herself up in this. Played with it for two days straight

Yesterday I finally finished my job of cleaning Vivian's room by taking the last of the things to her mom. I wasn't sure if she wanted to chat or not, so I had made an appointment one hour before my physical therapist appointment. That way if she wanted to boot me out the door I didn't have to find something to do for hours, and if she did, we could chat without it feeling like it had to be a long conversation. She did want to chat, and would have loved for me to stay longer. It was fun to talk, and get things worked out between us. I found out that clothes I was supposed to get from her had indeed been dropped off at the school, and that two individuals, without permission, and gone through them and taken stuff home. Sigrunn was madder than a hornet. I tired everything I could think of to calm her down, but she kept saying that this dress and that out fit she had though would be perfect on me, and twice she nearly picked up the phone to call the individuals. Honestly I wasn't trying to get them in trouble. She asked me what had happened to the clothes and stuff, as was her right to know, and I told her mater of factly! I was sad though because the dresses I had hoped to get were in that bag, and I didn't get any of them. I so desperately needed dresses too. I also found out in the visit why Vivian died.

So my visit was both a good and a sad one. At least the rest of the day I was a bit down. But thankfully, I can now move on past all the jobs that needed done. Everything is done. The stone will arrive in a few weeks. I will post a picture for everyone to see, not that you WANT to, but because I have been talking so much about Vivian that it will be good to end the conversations with that finished thought. I still miss her terribly. I still cry from time to time, but I am happy again, I have moved on and I know that even though that place in my heart will always be empty, God is here to fill and repair all the little cuts and worn out areas.

I am so tired and worn out right now. Had my niece and nephew over for a week and they are so much fun, but they have so much energy too. I am going to go eat. I think my soup is cool enough!

I have decided, or rather come to the realization that I am an over analyzer. I am not sure if this is a good or a bad thing, but it seems to have more negatives than positives to it. Need to find a way of balancing it!