Today was going to be busy.
Today would sparkle all day
long 😉
Duct cleaning was scheduled for
2 P.M. (the house would need to be sparkling clean before I turned on for
the night); but before the dust got stirred up, I had time to drive out to
Lexington 😊
I laughed when I caught
sight of myself in the mirror: my gray jeggings and black leather, knee-high
boots reminded me the pants and boots Paul Revere and The Raiders wore in their
early career days (I told yu’all a few days back, that everything I do,
think, and say relates in some way to a song) – of course, none of those
high-stepping fellas resembled the chubby 65-year-old Solo Lobo looking back at
me from the floor-length mirror.
And that memory of the
Raiders in their skinny pants, jarred another memory of Bob. I liked Paul Revere
and the Raiders’ music … and local bands would often play one or two of their songs
before the evening ended; when we went out on the town. When Bob was feeling
real good, he’d take his dance steps in the direction of Fang; and I’d be laughing
so hard at Bob’s clowning, that dancing was momentarily forgotten 😉
I sparkled – and I was
still laughing – when I walked out the door.
Having fun is
fun!
I left the Lexington
get-together early because I wanted to stop at the grocery store before the Power
Vac guys arrived: I have been invited to spend Mother’s Day afternoon with
friends: I accepted, this year 😊
And I want to contribute something
to the meal.
While standing in line,
waiting to be checked out, I saw an article headline that had me quietly laughing.
I don’t think I have noticeable beauty – but I do know that I have noticeable
swagger 😉 I’ve aways had a healthy sense of self. I am
comfortable in my own skin.
And I’m not lost in a fog
anymore. Lately, there is a definite swaggering pep to my step. LOL
Just as I was sliding the
holiday contributions into the ‘fridge, I got a text that the Power Vac fells
were on their way.
I left, and let them do their
thing; I drove to Willow Grove County Park and ended up finishing the Word
Puzzle Book Bob had started 3¼ years ago. That was a sad moment, because I
knew when the last search was completed, the book would be destined for the garbage
can ☹
Just as I was wrapping up the
Word Search Book, the fellas called to tell me they had finished the job.
Before I paid him, he walked through the house with me, and said, “Your
ducts were really pretty clean – but this that you see on the floor, is dryer
lint. We cleaned the dryer vent too, but this stuff just cycled all through the
house.”
I looked at the scattered
lint, and thought, ‘the house will just have to wait for its sparkle
cleanup, until after I have eaten Supper’.
At least, I know the furnace/air-conditioning
ducts are clean for the next three years.
I’ll have to figure out a
way to clean the dryer lint behind the dryer without buying a vacuum cleaner: I
don’t need a vacuum clear, other than to suck up dryer lint.
I sparkled today.
The atmosphere of the
Lexington get-together was loaded with sparkling personalities and interesting
convo.
The house is now sparkling
clean … and I’m shuffling off to Buffalo 😉
