Another 130-mile Day

That was yesterday. Alyssa called and asked if I could come over and play with Brady in the afternoon (Stephen worked 12:30 to close.) I told her I need to go to Mayfield, but would be over after that. She suggested that since I was going to Mayfield, I could pick up Bob (her dad) and give him an outing with his grandson.

So I left the house about 9:30, went around the corner to pay my water bill, and then headed to Mayfield. First stop was the Senior Center, where I donated this scarf

to be a door prize at the fund-raising supper that night. I told them I didn't know if I'd make it back for the supper or not (I didn't). Then I filled the gas tank, exchanged the toilet tank flap at the hardware store (I'd selected the wrong one last week, Fortunately I discovered my error before opening the package.), bought aluminum foil at Big Lots,  and went to Goodwill and Kevil Korner (local thrift shop that supports a sheltered workshop) - not in that order. Then I picked up Bob about noon and headed for Metropolis.

We spent a few hours there, during which I picked Lexi and Devin up from school, and Brady shit on my sweatshirt. Alyssa had just changed his diaper and handed him to me. I heard and felt a small explosion and told Alyssa I was sure that was a wet fart. She picked him up and changed his diaper again. I looked down and saw a line of mustard-colored poop on my sweatshirt and couldn't help laughing. I went to the bathroom and cleaned it off as well as I could, then took off the shirt. There were only slight spots on my turtleneck shirt underneath. Both shirts are now soaking in a Biz solution.

From Alyssa's house, we went to Sara's, taking Alyssa's Christmas presents for them and picking up Bob's laundry (Sara's a sweetheart to do it for him.) It was the first I had seen Lily since just before Christmas and Rose since Thanksgiving. After I dropped Bob off, I got a sandwich at Burger King and came home. It was 8:30 already, so I got in bed and read.

Today I'm staying home, but tomorrow I'll be back out again, to church (haven't been there for at least three weeks) and knitting.