Big day. It’s only 930 and I’ve cleaned up the kitchen, done two loads of laundry. Have the third in the dryer now. Got the living room cleaned up—well, the dog toys picked up (the basket has been dumped already, but they are at least not scattered all over)
I spent last night itching all over my face and nose and head! One of the cats, probably Spider, slept on my pillows or blankets yesterday. I’m not allergic to cats, but they do make my eyes and nose itch if they are on my face. So first thing this morning, I folded Seth’s pants and put my blankets and pillowcases in the washer. While I was at it I washed the rest of the dirty clothes in my basket. I think I may have made a mistake telling Keva she could put her dirty clothes in my basket once. I found three pair of pants, two shirts and several towels, that I KNOW I didn’t put in there. Hmmm.
But they’re all clean now.
Last evening was the SODA music program concert. Seth played in the Guitar I group. He plays really well. I was proud of the whole group. They aren’t being taught the country music strum and chord way, but taught real music. A couple Beethoven pieces and a Bach—simplified for guitar, of course—a couple classical guitar pieces, several Spanish traditional pieces were all part of the program. The more difficult pieces were performed by the Guitar III group but there were some nice pieces by the I and II groups too. The finale of the evening was a rendition of the MASH theme. It was great.
The only thing that marred the evening was the squeaking of the doors as different ones slipped in and out. The people were quiet and there would not have been much of a disruption if the doors hadn’t squeaked so bad. I told Notah we should assign Keva a can of oil and send her around to oil every door in the building!
Afterward we went to the China Buffet. For a little town in the middle of NM, they have good Chinese food.