Good morning. What fun dreams! I’ve taken the people to VBS, and in a few minutes I’ll take Kathleen to her swimming lesson. I don’t think she’s making a lot of progress; I signed her up for next week, too.
Maybe Kathleen is not making progress because you are there? Some kids do that. But another week won’t hurt her, for sure.
I almost forgot that I’m taking the truck in this morning for service. I will have to take my denim shirt as that place is always freezing inside. And what will I take for amusement? Crosswords! I think I will leave a couple of the smaller mags in the glove department so I always have them. :o]
With any luck, tomorrow, I will feel up to doing the floors. I really need to get this rug cleaned. I think I’ve talked about it since the first of the year. I just haven’t felt up to it and don’t have the money to pay anyone to do it. Still, I want it done, then spray it with Scotch-Gard so if I need to store it when I get to St. George, it won’t take quite so much cleaning.
W/resp to my kids and swimming lessons I always considered not drowning as progress a-plenty. We’ve had a couple of ‘em in our brood spend a few frantic seconds of their lives NOT getting back to the surface of the pool & have to get hauled up bug-eyed and spluttering. They turned out none the worse for wear, but more serious about important things.
I never did get to where I could swim like a fish; more like a log. I could float on my back when I was a kid; last time I tried it, though, I went down like Titanic -— glub, glub, glub...