Clump #195: Clear two bags from son’s room via Skype.
Our son Skyped with us from Norway today. He and I got through a clump, then I turned the reins over to our younger daughter and youngest niece. My younger daughter was the one who initially sorted his stuff into piles by subject matter. As she took over the process, she said, “It’s so nice to see my clumps realized!”
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Clump #194: Prepare for Easter.
I was feeling down in the dumps this morning when I was ordering corned beef and swiss cheese at the deli for ruben sandwiches. The clerk kept asking me question after question: “Is this the right thickness?” “Would you like to eat this slice?” Much more solicitous than usual. I kept feeling as though he sensed my funky state of mind and wanted to help. Finally, as I was about to leave the counter, he asked, “Do you celebrate Easter?” I said, “Yes,” to which he responded “I hope you have a Happy Easter.” I was touched by his sensitivity.
In our family we hold a jelly bean hunt Easter morning. This was a collection artfully arranged last year:
I just found a photo of unknown date that I took, of course, before I became perfect and would never have dust bunnies on my floors. But, honestly, I did not touch or alter this little guy.
The air right now is redolent of clementines, my niece’s favorite:
She’s gotten so good at peeling them, all in one piece … this one looks like a pumpkin.
The eggs are dyed, the beans are laid, and my mom’s hen is calmly presiding over the scene.
Whatever holiday you celebrate, I sincerely hope you have a happy one!