I have fond memories of May Day as a child and when I still had my "sticks and bricks" house in Wisconsin I was treated to a May Day surprise by my neighbor, Colleen. I didn't know it was her at the time. The doorbell rang and there was nobody there, except for the lovely basket hanging on my doorknob. Does anybody else still do this charming custom? I suppose in this day and age it might solicit a call to the bomb squad.
Now May 1st has other meanings for me. This is the mark of my one year deadline in my closet. On May 1st I turn all the hangers backwards. During the year when a particular item is used, laundered and hung up again, the hanger is positioned in the correct way. When May 1st rolls around again if there are any hangers still facing backwards, they are removed without ceremony and taken to Good Will. My hanging wardrobe is only about 36" now and if it isn't used in a year, it really needs to go!
We've been going round and round with our insurance agent and got the bad news today that because we did not have the special policy for awnings (that would have added a whopping $3 or $4 bucks a month to our bill) they cannot pay anything to us. We explained that had we KNOWN this we would have taken the extra insurance as this covers not only the awning that goes over the patio area, but the two that cover the slide-outs. It was very frustrating and I was amazed at how calmly Left Brain handled it. I would have slammed the phone down in a huff. Well, I guess I can't do that anymore...but I would have hit the end call button very firmly with my finger, even though that's not nearly as satisfying.
We've started our wave of doctor appointments and both of us will be starting physical therapy soon. Me for the shoulder I damaged playing pickleball and Left Brain for his back. The x-rays confirmed he has osteoarthritis in his spine.
My computer is finally running more smoothly and I have the ability to use the printer again. Now it's just the GPS for geocaching I need to fix. We managed to get part of it running again, but my maps seem to be missing. Oh well, one "thing" at a time. It's too nasty to get out there geocaching right now anyway.
It's good weather for sewing and I've been working on some little quilts for the desk area, partly to protect the wood and partly to add some color.
|Not my photos- but it looked like George|
The cold and wet continues and we've received invites from friends to stay at their home if the water comes up.
We are sitting next to the backwaters of the Mississippi and the park is renown for flooding.
But we are parked near the road where it's high and dry. If nothing else, we are pointed in the right direction to leave.
Long Live the Queen of Damp and Cold