So I am supposed to be at my painting class right about now learning all about composition. Shortly before going, I discovered, quite by accident thankfully, that I had water in the basement. Yikes! I have now spent the afternoon moving furniture, tossing stuff and trying to salvage some of my fiddle music binders which had been sitting on the carpeted floor.
Yes, yes, if I was an organised sort, my music would be filed safely away on a bookcase, out of harm’s way. If I was just a tad more diligent, I would have checked the basement after the big thunderstorm we had the other night instead of admiring the Lewisia … pictured at right.
Ugh … this is one of those times when I wish I still had a husband or a more reliable handyman. My 14-year-old son doesn’t yet know what is in store for him this evening. I will have to bake some brownies later. Maybe if I’m still moving, I’ll post the recipe later. It is delicious! In fact, the thought of brownies is keeping me going this afternoon.