I took a mid-week trip to my mom’s house to get some service people in to fix things. Some things are easier to schedule during the week. It seemed like a good idea at the time.
I even left the house early so I’d get there a couple hours before the carpet cleaners. There was a plan that was not meant to be.
I started having car trouble about 45 minutes out. Four dummy lights later I exited the turnpike and headed back home. My car went in for service. I rented a car and started the trip over – two hours later. I beat the carpet people to the house by 20 minutes.
I planned to work in the yard to stay out of the way. It stormed within the hour. I worked in the garage until it stopped. I went back out into a much wetter yard to work more. The tornado sirens started sounding. Was that really necessary?
Six tornado sirens and a good hour of torrential rain later I gave up and did some work in the house. When it cleared up later that night, I went back outside and finished up what I started in the yard. I didn’t accomplish as much as I wanted, but I did make some progress. All things considered, I’m happy with that.
The closest I’ve come to sewing this week is to take a quilting book back to the library and check out a new one. With any luck, that will change tomorrow.