yesterday I was sitting in the living room watching the snow fall gently outside as I prepared to do some reading…
thinking of how blessed I truly am as I send healing thoughts to so many in my circle and beyond who are struggling with difficult times…
having good health, a comfortable home, food to eat, and companions during these wintry days is life-giving and it is important to remember what a good life I have…
about ten years ago I got a new set of pots and hung them up on the kitchen wall…
over the last year I have replaced a few of them and the new pans fit well on the original screws…
except for the lid for one of the new pots… it was just a bit too close to the bottom of the largest pan… my solution had been to hang the lid on top of the pot it worked with…
yesterday morning I decided to move the screw with my new Christmas screwdriver…
it was a bit of a process, as I had to find the correct bit, and figure out how to reverse the direction on the screwdriver, lol…
took about ten minutes total and now the lid finally has its own spot again…
interesting how some days those big girl pants fit so well…
for years the catches on the cabinet under the fish tank have not worked…
last week we picked up some new fasteners that I wasn’t sure would fix the problem…
Monday morning I took out the magnetized pieces, added gorilla tape to each of them and fastened them to the door after removing one magnet and cleaning off the tape and glue with one of my Christmas presents, a scraping tool…
such a little thing, but fixing it and having it work properly makes me so happy;-)…
many people start their New Year’s Day with a cold plunge;-)…
I like to start with a hot tub… it was beautiful out, the sun was shining, there wasn’t much wind, and the chickadees were busy at the feeders…
a lovely way to begin the year…
I took out the fancy selfie stick and set it up to get a photo of me in the tub, even though Google told me it felt like -20° Celsius… which it didn’t, lol…
I did look at the plunge tub for a hot second as I walked past it, lol… if my housemate had been home I might have gone in…
New Year’s Eve hasn’t been a big deal for the last few years… in fact, I’ve slept through it a few times, lol…
usually I’ve had a dark haired person to first-foot the house on New Year’s Day, but this year no one with dark hair was available… currently my hair is gray but in my earlier days it was a dark brown;-)…
I did some research and discovered I could first-foot myself as long as I was out of the house before midnight…
I also learned about the tradition of opening the backdoor to let out any bad vibes and then opening the front door to let in the good…
so I packed up my little bag of goodies, opened the back door to leave the house just before midnight and left it open for a few minutes…
then I went into the garage and out the big door, walked up the driveway and watched some fireworks across the creek for a few minutes before entering the house through the front door… the doorbell camera caught me as I entered;-)…
the tradition is supposed to be a tall, dark haired man, but really, I have had a few women do this cause why not…
my bag held a candy cane, heel of bread, an orange, 3 pieces of charcoal, a little bottle of Baileys, and a cookie…
it was fun to have the actual charcoal, because that is what my dad procured just before New Year’s each year to add to the little bags that he distributed to family and friends just after midnight;-)…
I did laugh when I discovered that I did the same thing last year, although on New Year’s Day morning, lol…
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