Last night, 10:00 PM TV news had a story about a woman with forty-five siblings. Her research revealed she is the child of an anonymous sperm donor. Subsequently, she has located forty-five other children from this donor–and there many be additional siblings. Last night (half the night), I was trying to figure out (in my brain) how one would document the family in Ancestry.com. That story, and similar, are available if you do a Google search.
In my “mind’s eye” I can “see” a family structure on Ancestry but (expert that I am) I could not successfully document that family! Was it Jodie, on Full House, who frequently said “how weird”? I echo that observation.
Not what I expected!! It was a special trip into Livingston, to Habitat for Humanity ReStore, to deliver (donate) a lot of Christmas decorations. I took the items in the front door, put them in a shopping cart, and wheeled all to the back of the store (where they price items). I hadn’t planned to “look” (my purse was still in the car). My “walk” took me past a wide variety of chairs. When I returned to the entrance, and cashier, I was rolling the office chair. No price tag (but learned a modest $30.00). I went back for the Dr. Scholl’s messager (with $8.00 price tag) and plugged it in to check if “it worked.” Immediately, vibration from head to toe!! With tax, the total just shy of $32.00 and I gave them $42.00. In my “mind’s eye,” the trip to Livingston was not about “giving.” My Heavenly Father wanted me to “receive” a “more comfortable” computer chair, and the messager. The decades-old “other” chair is already in the KIA for next trip to Habitat thrift shop. (I’m intent upon “downsizing.”)
No “new” full body massager located; look at the price for half the size. Look at the price of a “similar” chair.
Cold, cloudy, windy morning!! Outdoors, standing water puddles from occasional rain. Old lady is tired, with aches and pains. Discouraged because pictures would not “up-load” from Canon camera and Picasa. Google retired Picasa several years ago but I’m a creature of habit and still use that software program. I hate this time of year because TV (et al) emphasis on Christmas and families, parties and presents. I’m eager for 2019. Right now (9:45 AM) I want to go back to bed (and cover my head). Clarification, I love Jesus but He gets lost in hustle and bustle.
No pictures of food preparation but decided I’d document “in my journal” my extremely unusual activities. Because I’m cold, I thought “home-cooked beans would taste good.” From my pantry, a package of 15 Bean Soup. They’re soaking. A cabbage from much earlier grocery-shopping trip was chopped up and combined with coleslaw dressing. ~~ It won’t be easy but I’m planning to ignore Ancestry.com until less pain in arm, shoulder and neck.