City:
Monday, I reloaded kiln and fired. Tuesday I took out a load of mostly nice pots. The other tests were: Those two are terrible and go in the scrap bucket. Those two are nice; just wish I knew what they are! Have to go through my notebooks again. And those 4 are good and I know what they are!!! Trimmed all the pots - except forgot a couple that were well hidden! Have lids to fit little jars - finally! Almost a kiln load but maybe not quite. Try to do some more on Friday - need big mugs, even beer stein size.

Then off to writers' group. OH, lengthy project on Monday was making posters and mini hand outs for next open mike! Took me forever; I am sure I do not know enough. Then back to city.

Today was busy: picked up the new filters for my air cleaner at Purolator - in an obscure spot. Then decided to find my way back a different way. Ended up in a nifty residential area and began to think of "the man who never came back". Asked a couple of woman who were chatting on the sidewalk if there was any way out of here! They noted that people who find a place to live there never want to move! They gave me directions which eventually worked. There were a couple places for rent and I was tempted to check them out. A great neighbourhood tucked into the city!

Bit the bullet and bought an electric grass snipper. No way I was doing the kitchen scissors thing again!   Then went to massage appointment (some muscles in bad shape need to do more!) and home to lunch - 2:30. Muddled through the rest of the afternoon: Cleaned up the LR, moving R's papers from love seat to my - cleared - desk, swept the floor, moved the exercycle to a better spot and used it briefly, spent some time on FB, cleared emails, put the grass thingy together and just finished the grass before dark and pruned the columbine and ripped out a bunch of Virginia creeper. Tomorrow I can rake (remembered the rake!) the mess and the back yard will look almost civilized. Note: pick rhubarb for R's bf. Still triaging stuff to take to the mill to clear the house for impending reno - she says hopefully. (Sometimes I wonder if it is just a pipe dream.)

The love seat was looking like a "shoe" cartoon - "That's not a sofa. That's a pile of paper that looks like a sofa!" I saved that one!

So nice to have energy again: I just found myself wondering what else I can do before the 10:00 news! Make celery soup!