I suppose I should be happy that I’ve made it to my 70th birthday.
Much better than the alternative, right?
Having taken the day off from work (no one should have to work on their 70th birthday!), I planned to spend a quiet day adjusting to my further advancement into [much] old[er] age.
Mother Nature and the electric company had other plans. I woke up to a power outage. No big deal, this happens a lot on my street. So much, in fact, that I’m trying to talk hubby into installing a whole house generator. Power outages are tolerable when it’s warm, like today, but in the winter it’s really annoying to drag the portable generator out of the garage and hook it up if the outage lasts more than a couple of hours. Eventually, hubby will get tired of doing that and agree to let me spend the money for the whole house generator.
But I was really looking forward to a leisurely hot breakfast this morning – and my stove, the microwave and the toaster over all run on electricity. I resigned my self to bottled water and nibbling on baked goods my neighbors had brought over from the church’s bake sale.
I have the best neighbors ever! Because I couldn’t cook up scrambled eggs, they brought over some hard-boiled Easter eggs for me to enjoy on my birthday. It definitely has brightened up my day knowing I now live on a street where people watch out for each other. So glad we made that move 4 years ago!
As for the rest of the day, now that power is back on it’s time to put in a DVD and bring out the crochet work. My baby and toddler afghans have become quite popular, but I’m between orders at the moment. I find I need to keep my fingers busy while watching DVDs, so I will continue to make afghans and hats until I get new orders, and whatever I complete now will likely be donated. There are lots of local charities that can use handmade hats and blankets, and it makes me feel special to know people are enjoying my work.
It’s a gorgeous day here in Western New York and I really need a haircut, so I guess I’ll go take care of that. Maybe on the way back I can stop and buy myself a nice takeout dinner.