From the garden Friday, neighbor’s plot. I haven’t ventured into growing dahlias yet.
I am taking a bit of a break today from a busy week. Not that I won’t be doing things, but I have more unstructured time than normal here in this short weekend window. I do have an in-person meeting scheduled for tomorrow morning. Bleh.
Thursday, I taught two classes, went across town to meet with the guys and then gave a presentation to the League leaders on our finances. Yesterday I only taught my morning class, went to the garden for the first time since Monday, and the credit union branch in the grocery store to take care of yet more League finances.
Also, to deposit cash. We’ve been talking lately about how cash is becoming a thing of the past except to give to a person who asks for it on the street and apparently, pay for one off in-person yoga classes. The whole cash situation has changed in the last five years. I used to spend the cash I got (and recorded) for classes but the other day I was counting the cash I received from my class and thought there is no way I am going to spend this. Certain places aren’t even taking cash anymore.
I was a bit bemused that the friendly teller at the credit union did not actually count my cash. She had a machine that did that. And she gave me back my deposit slip. Luckily it was a modest enough sum in the grand scheme of things for me not to be suspected of oh, say, dealing drugs.
After hitting a new modest, but for me significant. low weight last week, (the lowest weight in 12 years, and I only touched it briefly during my Weight Watchers adventure back then), I had a heck of a time managing my calories. Some days over my target, some days below. I decided to roll with it.
Recording what I eat is second nature to me now, so I still did that and when I look at the average over the week it is not as big a number as it felt like the day I was kind of sort of mindlessly eating tortilla chips before bed in the evening. (They were so good.) But still I decided not to weigh in this morning like I do once a week now and cut myself some slack.
It was one heck of a full week. I even found my staple remover. It has been missing for a couple of years, and I have been removing them with a butter knife in the meantime and was thinking about buying a new one when I hit the right box in my closet at the right time and there it was. I suspect in another five years staples will have gone the way of cash. But for right now, the nonprofit work still on occasion involves pieces of paper.
Next week, wow, I am finally getting my last (I so hope) implant crown and then a few days later this new procedure my periodontist does that involves deep cleaning the implants I have and in the middle there I am getting my annual eye exam.
One of these appointments is in direct conflict with the League picnic at a park way across town. Our current President has an incredible knack for scheduling things at times I am not available. I am the only person on the board not available for our annual retreat. This is both a relief and a major annoyance.
At this point because I have spent so much time and will spend so much time on all this stuff I am going with relief.
To meet her criteria for when we could meet so I could do the presentation she requested to the group I had to literally jam it into an already full day. I was telling our office manager privately earlier this week that I hope I can see my way to adjusting and adapting to this new leadership regime, but right now it is not fun.
They were very appreciative. At least there is that. And said office manager did provide support.
We had a little more rain this last week. It was a lovely soft rain. And that and the exterminator I spied through the kitchen window a couple of days ago have finally settled the ants down to a sparse and manageable level thank goodness. I was getting so close to resorting to poison.
I hope to get around to reading you. Somedays I think I had more time when I was working.
This is just a phase I tell myself. Just a phase.
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