My vacation week begins

Today I didn't stop. I have the week off and originally we'd planned on taking a trip to the Maine coast and visiting Acadia National Park, but with circumstances as they are, that won't be happening. There's always next year. In fact, the very day that my husband was terminated from his former job, was the very day I was mailing our check to the realty office in Maine. At the time, I didn't understand why they needed a check. This was a different realty company we were using and for some reason, they wanted a paper check rather than using our Visa card. Things happen for a reason, don't they?

Regardless, I've got the week off and a list about a quarter of a mile long to accomplish. At the end of the week, our friends are coming to spend the weekend and that makes me happy. I'm planning on making some special treats, using recipes I saw over on Pioneer Woman's cooking site. I'll let you know how they turn out.

Like I was saying, today was busy. I took George out for the Big Morning Walk and he spooked up a wild turkey who's been hanging out on the farm for some reason. Then I ran some errands and afterwards, took my son (he's doing much better, by the way) over to his apartment to pack and help him move his stuff out by Thursday. He was told by the doctors not to do anything strenuous for the next two weeks, so after we packed, I hefted all the stuff out to the car and packed it carefully. Everything fit in our Honda Element with the seats folded up to the sides. The bad thing was that his apartment is on the third floor. And there's no elevator.

The good thing is that my son is well. Let's look at it that way, shall we?

When we got home, I unpacked and then sorted out where everything was going to go. Hung up some pictures on the walls, put up a shelf up in the laundry area, then finished a quilt I'm making, tilled the garden and basted the turkey I had in the oven.

I am so kidding about the last three items. Ha!

By the time 4 pm rolled around, I was exhausted and so I sat down on the couch with my feet up and pulled out a book I'm reading and of course, of course, this is the position my husband finds me in when he comes home. Never fails! Not that he said anything, mind you. But I think he was thikin' it!

The pictures in this post are of my favorite dog taken on Sunday evening, right after the big rainstorm. I went out looking for rainbows but didn't see any. I did see a beautiful happy dog, however!

Until tomorrow, my friends.