I'm happy i survived Super Saturday then working though til 3 am to catch up on my work. Having completed yet another edit and reduction of words in my novel-now close to 111,000 thousand words and getting more 'polished' with every edit. Pretty pleased with how it is looking at this point. Loads to be happy about here :-).
Super Saturday this week is a 'long story.'
I'll try to tell the short version.
I never volunteered for the job but I found myself yesterday with a truck load of bread that was either going to be dumped or I could distribute it to 'the needy.'
OK I did stick a weeks supply of bread in my own fridge and Reg and I ate bread for breakfast before we set out on several trips pushing a huge cardboard box in a large wheelbarrow around a rural retirement area visiting pensioners homes. Surfice to say - it was a bigger job than I expected and my health issues made it tough going - I had just about bitten off more than I could chew - but I did it, with rests in between trips. Both Reg and I had more than 'done enough,' by the end of the day. Then I needed to work until 3 am to complete the work I had planned to do before I found myself with a truck load of bread to deliver.
I had a good 8 hour sleep and this morning I am eating grapes picked fresh off the farm for a 2pm breakfast which was delivered to me 'with compliments' by a neighbour I delivered bread to yesterday. I cannot describe the flavour - but it is nothing like the store bought and several day old variety. Ambrosia. Perfection,
\Oh YUM! Is this smelling the roses or what?
Super Saturday this week is a 'long story.'
I'll try to tell the short version.
I never volunteered for the job but I found myself yesterday with a truck load of bread that was either going to be dumped or I could distribute it to 'the needy.'
OK I did stick a weeks supply of bread in my own fridge and Reg and I ate bread for breakfast before we set out on several trips pushing a huge cardboard box in a large wheelbarrow around a rural retirement area visiting pensioners homes. Surfice to say - it was a bigger job than I expected and my health issues made it tough going - I had just about bitten off more than I could chew - but I did it, with rests in between trips. Both Reg and I had more than 'done enough,' by the end of the day. Then I needed to work until 3 am to complete the work I had planned to do before I found myself with a truck load of bread to deliver.
I had a good 8 hour sleep and this morning I am eating grapes picked fresh off the farm for a 2pm breakfast which was delivered to me 'with compliments' by a neighbour I delivered bread to yesterday. I cannot describe the flavour - but it is nothing like the store bought and several day old variety. Ambrosia. Perfection,
\Oh YUM! Is this smelling the roses or what?
