Wednesday.
A day that will live in infamy for many folks. Perhaps for all for different reasons. Watching the incoming news last night, I realized that the election outcome might not be as I had hoped for. Sleep came somewhere after 2 and wake up was 5:30 am. With courage I got up after processing what might be and yes, at some point we all learned the outcome. How does one justify a vote for a molester, sex offender, one who I heard say he never has done anything wrong, so he need not ask for forgiveness. My mind is so confused by folks who claim to follow the teachings of Jesus, giving their blessing ignoring so many things. I could say more but I'll leave it at that. I'm confused. I'll give it time to sort through this.
So how did the rest of the day go. The words were very few, and I needed some good diversion jobs. So, I got moving.
I sewed the 1,401 baby burp cloth.
By 7:30 the kitchen was filled with all kinds of good smells. First it was Chex mix fixings and with a double recipe ready for Georgia roasting in the oven.
I gather the ingredients for Sloppy Joe sandwiches. It's cooked and is ready for eating but in the freezer until we leave for Georgia in a few weeks.
I decided it was time for Stella and I to take a walk and we did. It was a short block walk this time.
Fresh air and sunshine, a needed God gift made a great diversion.
Doug made a trip to the drugstore for a medicine refill for me.
And then it was lunch time. I ate in the chair and fell asleep for a bit.
The afternoon was filled with baking chocolate chip cookies.
I did two toll house chocolate.chip cookie batches. Toll house chocolate is the best and a trip to Kroger made that happen a few days ago. Aldi has other chocolate that is not as good. There will be lots of mouths to feed over Thanksgiving.
I got everything ready for the freezer including the chili and it's safe there. I hope. We took a plate of cookies to the Carmel grandsons.
A few more cookies are on the counter for Doug as well as some Chex mix. Cookies? The sweetness of the cookies freak me out.
Then I was ready to wash windows. And that happened. So, I won't be needing any fake snow now. The real stuff is always better anyways. A southerner I know would not agree.
I was ready for more windows, but it was supper time. I have a couple of diversion job on my list for tomorrow. I need more butter before the breakfast rolls can happen. Then there is that turkey decision. And there are always windows.
So diversion helped but my heart is heavy. What kind of leadership will the country have? It's a puzzle that remains to be put together. How many pieces will be missing? How many people will be hurt? I don't trust Trump any farther than I can throw him. Don't even ask me to try.
A comforting surprise that came at unexpected times during the day was the Pia Jesu that the choir sang Sunday. It would be difficult to live without anthem words sung for more than 50 years with North's Cathedral Singers and heard now every Sunday. Words and music drop in when I need them most.
So today was a gut punch. What will tomorrow bring? There have been surprises. I need a good one.
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