Why not cram three completely different stories in one blog post? Sure, I’m a wordy person, after all. Plus, I have stuff to do and it’s a beautiful day, so here goes.
So, we need to wear scrubs at the Hearts Homes and Hands office much of the time, and the first ones I ordered supposedly fit right, but were a bit form-fitting to me. I ordered some more, including some of the incredibly comfy scrub yoga pants in happy colors.
They arrived today. I excitedly opened the package. Hmm. This looks pretty somber. What the heck?
In the delivery were five black scrub shirts. A couple are pretty cute and they ARE in my size (or at least the size I prefer). But, hey, I wanted DC Action Heroes, some sloths, and some paisley! And no lime green pants! Hmph.
Customer Support said to send an email with a photo of the delivery and the packing slip (which had the right stuff on it). I sure hope I see my actual order soon. According to Kathleen and Lee, they’ve messed up most of our orders. Maybe we should try another company?
There is more I am glad about than I am mad about today. First, I asked the Alexa thing to play “the Who” and instead it is playing WHO. Well, GEEZ, no one told me they had a new album in December! And it’s so Pete Townshend in its lyrics. I am one happy person. If this is their last album, it will be a great way to go. (Still missing the half of the band who are no longer with us, of course.)
The next thing I’m glad about is that a third chicken has finally kicked in her hormones and started producing eggs, or at least, egg. Yesterday’s second egg was not the color of the usual small, medium-tan second egg (the first egg each day is always giant and dark brown, from Ginger). This one was quite small and pale tan with some specks. I am not sure who laid it, but it sure made me happy.
Speaking of chickens, guess who’s still around? Good old Red, the only remaining member of the original flock, is still friendly and happy as ever. She likes to visit the horses and mess around in the hay, and she can often be seen playing with Copper, the dog who lives at the cabin. She has plenty to eat without any supplements and has an automatic waterer, so that is one easy-care fowl. I’m always glad to see her, but still really sad about losing all the rest of those lovely ladies who brought me so much joy. Moving on…
The third thing that made me happy today is that I received a package in the mail that contained three scrub caps sewn by my coworker, Jen, who’s been making them for medical professionals. I donated her some money toward more fabric and got the caps in return. These remind me very much of the do-rags that we used to wear on motorcycles. I guess there’s only so many ways you can make a cloth head covering! (I take that back, as I recall all the different kinds of head coverings Muslim women wear!)
I have been going crazy with my longer and longer bangs flopping around in front of my face when I’m outdoors (which I am a lot these days), and I wanted something lighter in weight than a baseball cap or cowboy hat, and that I can wear my headphones over. These will do the job quite nicely.
I’ll carry on now from yesterday’s post about Wilson, Chris’s new helper. He’s still around, but there’s also a new helper, a device that will let Chris move down the main hall at the Pope Residence as he installs the tin ceiling. This will save so much climbing up and down! Chris is one resourceful dude.
What he did was put a pulley at the end of the hall, so he can pull himself with a rope. He has his tiles, tin snips, his liquid nails glue, and his nail gun set on stun (as opposed to its usual blasting setting). All he has to get down for now is if he needs the big tin shears or to reload on ceiling tiles.
And um, hey, what do you think about the way it’s looking? He got all the trim up last night (he worked until VERY late; it’s apparently a thing he and Kathleen both like to do), and now the ceiling is off and running! Wow, is this gonna look GOOD!