Last night was an occasion to move quite few things around/away.

A basil plant went to our chef; a set of missing OT pages were found at church, copied, and inserted into my OT notebook; a pair of slippers needed at home came home from church; some early Christmas shopping was done; a music-planning workbook went back to church because I do not need it at home any longer.

Oh and a bagful of CD cases in my van went into someone else's van to go downstate, instead of into the church basement, where I still have two huge boxfulls to sort and ship to Catters. That one was really neat-- I tossed the bag into the van that picked me up for church thinking I'd have to lug them in and down, but a bandmate visiting town (and also riding in that van) wanted them, so I was able to just leave them for him.

Some musicians' playbooks' index tabs turned up ydy and I set them out to take along, but by golly I forgot to look at the note I left myself so I failed to the grab them when we all left for church last night, but they'll go any day now-- they made it to my dnstrs launching area, and either a bandmate will pick up or I will deliver.

This AM I discoveed that a small photo album I'd found and left for Hardi (he has zillions) was actually MINE from a (2004??) ministry trip I'd been wanting to report on, here. Strokebrain had hidden from me the memory of making the photo album, but I'd made a very nice one showing how our area related to the area I'd visited to explore small-church stratgies in rural areas-- conversation-starters in hardcopy form, for churches lacking computers.

Today a used washing machine will arrive in my van, plus a brand-new AC and a used kerosene heater. I have to pay for these, so will probably sell some of it that we do not need. Friends are moving and anxious to empty their house quickly in time for their buyer to move in.

~Susan