It’s a surprise, surprise alright! The only thing I knew I could count on would be laundry. Yep, it’s ALWAYS LAUNDRY. I like to play this game with her: we go into that tunnel together; she’s carryin a basket of dirty clothes. She starts sorting them out while the washer tub fills (which gives me time to ‘snatch’ panties, a hanky, a sock—something). I take it and start running for the stairs (looking back of course to see if she has taken the bait). She has to chase me all the way upstairs and sometimes I even make her chase me around the upstairs before I will relinquish it to her. She says I’m like that Rhett Butler—the scoundrel. Fun, fun, fun…
She got a phone call—no walk until later; if it happens at all. Cary, the painter from Petersen Painting is coming back to touch up our paint job and the area he had chalked earlier. So—the air conditioning is off (supposed to be hot as he** today too!) the blinds are open all the way and we WAIT. Now where have I heard that one before? The painters came and she wasn’t happy with what they had to say…considering the cost of two new windows and the fact that we have to leave the windows all the way open so the touch-up paint can dry …ON ONE OF THE HOTTEST DAYS OF THE YEAR!
Mamaw says we have time for a ‘short walk’ whatever that means—she didn’t say around the circle or on the trail so it’s gonna be another one of those surprises! She took my scarf and soaked it in cold water to help me stay cool. On our ‘short walk’ she told me she has lots to do today and she really wants to spend some time working on getting photos for ya all to look at. Mamaw has to go see Miss Betty, take a jewelry catalog to both of Poppy’s offices (and she’ll spend half an hour talking with the girls at each) and then to the store to get sandwiches for Poppy’s lunch.
When she got home it was 87 degrees in our house—I was not panting though; I had my scarf on and the fan pointed almost to me so I did okay. Mamaw got busy and closed up the house and turned the air on. And as always, in a rush, she started more laundry. Poppy’s reunion begins Friday night and she wants the clothes all clean and ready to go.
I give Mamaw and Poppy an A+ tonight—they got the new printer going. Now they are tired—and hot so she said she would print a photo tomorrow to see how it works.
Another day—another dollar—well, for Poppy anyway. Mamaw and I—we just keep on doin what we’re doin. See ya tomorrow…
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