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Expat wanderer

Thursdays: My Day to Figure Things Out

“What will you be doing today?” asks AdventureMan as he heads out the door to the Extension Office gardens to work, helping get everything ready for the Great Spring Sale coming up the first weekend in May.

“Not much!” I grin in return.

I have always loved Thursdays, even when I was young. Thursday was always the day before Friday, a day to anticipate without feeling rushed. I am a planner. Planning takes time. You can’t plan well when you are rushed, you need quiet, uninterrupted TIME. (Have you noticed how precious time is, and we spend it like nothing?)

This week was a normal week – full. Monday we kept the grandkids because their school was closed;




Tuesday I volunteer, Wednesday I have a bible study . . . Fridays I have water aerobics and a trip to the commissary or whatever I need to do to prepare for the weekend, which tomorrow means commissary because we have guests again on Sunday. Dinners require planning, more so now that I don’t have people who help me get it all on the table, off the table, coffee and dessert served, leftovers into the refrigerator and dishes into the dishwasher or washed up. It used to be so easy. (sigh)

But today is my day. I can catch up, I can upload those photos, I can print them off for my upcoming visit to see my Mom for Mother’s Day, I can plan the menu for Sunday, check the pantry and freezer to see what I will need to pick up. I can catalog some photos, I can finish quilting one of the charity quilts. Today is sheer luxury, time!


I can even catch up with the blog a little 🙂


April 24, 2014 - Posted by | Aging, Circle of Life and Death, Community, Cultural, Family Issues, Interconnected, Living Conditions, Pensacola


  1. Beautiful! I had not seen these precious pics when we chatted earlier. I can see why
    these two would keep you hopping!

    Comment by Grammy | April 25, 2014 | Reply

    • 🙂 And so much fun! I cracked the four year old up yesterday after we talked, pretending to be a frog, LOL. No one giggles with unalloyed joy like a 4 year old!

      Comment by intlxpatr | April 26, 2014 | Reply

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