2nd Day
This is Christmas’ 2nd day. Many decades ago, it was revered. I remember Lena and Raymond had everything done in the line of chores just like they had done for Christmas day. It was a quiet day on the farm. Lena’s brother, Norman, and his wife Florence, were expected and the day proceeded with many dealt hands of cards. A relaxed day on the farm. It became a yearly tradition for the two couples.
So . . . The happenings on Stauffer Avenue on this 2nd day finds Dennis getting acquainted with his new cell phone. For more years that I can remember Dennis has been on his nephew’s plan. Dennis and the little red pickup were on call for errands that Brett needed for the concrete business. January first Dennis’ phone would be dropped from Brett’s plan. When a network of phones needs to drop one, I couldn’t comprehend how difficult it would be. Radio Shack had two working on it. Brett needed to do work on his end for the drop. I wanted to make sure Dennis’ phone number would not be changed. Wow, it took a long time. As I have added Dennis to my plan, I got numerous text messages to confirm this and that during the arduous process.
As I said . . . Dennis is finding his way. Though it is a flip phone with all his contacts in place, all he wanted was to answer the phone or call someone. I am sheltering him from some of the buttons that were not like the old buttons. I assured him that if he could find his way through Facebook marketplace, the phone would soon feel better.
My 2nd day of Christmas is slow and steady. No card games going on here. I did find a movie on Hulu. It’s the best $6.00 and some cents that I spend monthly.
Some of my meds were in line to be refilled on the 24th. The computers at Lewis Drug dictate to the licensed pharmacists when the month is able to have a refill. It’s actually Medicare and my insurance. Lewis Drug closed early on the 24th with no meds ready for me. It’s totally understandable and patients need to be prepared for such things. It’s not like I opened the bottle and then found it empty on the 24th. It pays to cut some pills in half a head of time and be prepared to suck it up, put your big girl panties on. It happens when modern technology timelines aren’t the way we want it. Dennis is on it. It will all work out.
During last year, 2025, I was stitching on a large Christmas sampler with wonderful titles of Christmas hymns interwoven in the designs. On a floss tube I picked up on a chart that is similar but different. It came today from a shop in Wisconsin. Oh my gosh. Inside the priority mailer, the design packet was wrapped in Christmas tissue complete with ribbons. It just so happened that the Christmas movie I was watching combined with the unexpected wrapped present found me tearing up. Tearing up and letting the tears flow is good for the soul. All is well in my soul.
With that I will take my leave. ♥