Never mind getting back to sleep between Rob's snoring, Mercedes thinking it was play time, and me suffering those uncomfortable "heat waves" most women of my age start to endure. *Sigh* Finally getting up out of bed before 7 am, it made for long morning trying my best to remain "quiet" in order for Rob to get some "much needed" sleep.
I had a little mishap Friday morning with the woodstove having a little, or more like a very large, back draft incident with all that wonderful white ash floating throughout the house landing itself on mostly "everything". I spent part of this morning removing the ash from our furnishings. Despite the odd instead and the mess, I still do not want to give up the heat of our woodstove. I am not planning to get rid of it until we are unable to do the wood ourselves anymore ..... too nice and toasty for aching bones on a cold, damp day. There is nothing like the heat and warmth from a woodstove.
Part of the morning was spent getting the chicken, potatoes, and vegetables all prepared for our Dinner. One of our own free-range chickens we raised ourselves. Since this was the first time we home grew our own Chickens, we have learned a couple things, and think we will be trying out some different feeding options when we get our next batch this coming Spring. Rob and I had the "chicken" discussion over today's Dinner.
Rob did get up around the noon hour, giving him several hours sleep. Not really enough considering he has to go in to work tonight as Southampton's Walkerhouse has hired him for a couple hours to transport their patrons to and from their Superbowl Party. He is actually having a rest right now, whilst I sit here blogging away.
The Chicken had been put in not long before Rob had gotten up, with not being done until around the 3:00 pm hour, so I took advantage of this window of time to do some decluttering in our bedroom closet. I had signed up for the February Declutter Challenge with Carla over at her My 1/2 a Dozen Daily blog, as I am sure I have mentioned earlier.
I did take a "before" picture of our bedroom closet this past week. It had been purged and cleaned last Spring, however this past Fall I had been given some clothes that were placed in there and not yet dealt with. The shelves also got a bit more disleveled as the months passed by, with more clothes more then likely collected and stuffed in there along with the rest.
More talent with wonderful memories of growing up to go along with all of it. How fortunate have I been to grow up in such a great era ? Pretty triple dang lucky, I would say !
I am thinking it is going to be another pretty quiet evening here before my "Crabby Cabbie" heads out, with me having thoughts of some TV and my bed not too long after he does, while I await for his arrival back home, "Just North of Wiarton & South of the Checkerboard".