I am ready to charge into my Wednesday having achieved several things on my Tuesday docket.  There is nothing of major importance on Wednesday’s docket, but I shall change that, very shortly.

I dusted my bedroom and the living room after discovering dust strings and other unsightly dust-related items. There are only two operating furnace floor registers in operation as the house is plenty warm with three of the five registers closed. Only my bedroom and study vents remain open, and they have filters inserted in them to tackle dust. I also changed my furnace filter which had quickly greyed in less than a month.

While in semi-Hazel mode, I also tidied up the kitchen, tossed in a load of dishes that are now washed and dried, and completed a load of laundry.

Mama Kay and I lunched at El Toro for our weekly Mexican repast and then I returned home to feed the dogs, and nap for an hour.

I tackled a writing project, late Monday evening, and continued it through Tuesday morning, and again, for six hours Tuesday evening. My intent is to make even more headway today.

The temperatures are rising slightly but I don’t know if I wish to venture outside. I am still recovering from the busy Thursday through Monday schedule and want to maintain my regaining strength and energy.

This weekend, while I was busy at Victoria Theatre, Mama Kay’s youngest son and my bonus kid brother, Michael, and his girlfriend, Jean, were in town and I am so sorry I missed them. Sunday morning, they visited next door with Mama Kay, but my phone’s ringer was turned off while I slept until after the Noon hour. They sent, via way of Mama Kay, a lovely notepad, and a mug to celebrate Bailey. It was a thoughtfulness I greatly appreciate.

5 PM, Wednesday, January 16, 1957, my great-grandmother, Thelma Daugherty Barmes, died from severe internal injuries sustained in a car-train wreck. A sensation of her presence seemed to hover near throughout the day.

On with my day. Make it a great day!