“Gotta get that fire, fire back in my bones.”

by chuckofish

Well, here we are on Tuesday evening again. I’ve returned to working in my office–although as soon as my calendar is clear for the day, I’m out of there. I find it difficult to sit in my office and “kill time” because I got very used to using that time for projects like stitching and reading. And somehow, I don’t think my co-workers would appreciate if they passed my office and I was in there working on my sampler.

But then again, one of my former co-workers found a coupon for Central Dairy (the ice cream place in Jeff City) that expires next week so he mailed it to us in the office. We err on the side of nice and not judgy here.

In other news, my mom and I ventured to an estate sale this weekend–I spotted a few old books in the photos online and I wanted to check them on day 2 (half-price day). Everything else in the house was the opposite of our style (I hesitate to declare it hideous, as we all have different taste), so I figured the books would still be there.

I was not disappointed. There are few things I love more than finding books like this for $1.50. And I feel like I have to hoard them now.

I’ve also been watching HGTV in the evenings during my “happy hour” aka glass of wine and apple with cheese time. I find the shows like Home Town and Good Bones enjoyable because they are focused on restoring homes in their towns to improve and revitalize neighborhoods. Home Town is a definite Fixer Upper knock off, but I don’t mind. Good Bones, which takes place in Indianapolis, is a little different because it features a mother-daughter pair of flippers. They impress me with their ability to get stuff done.

Anyway, I’m just trying to find joy each day. And be thankful for my job, my tings, and the freedom to drive home and see my family when I want. The little things aren’t so little!

*For King and Country