Good morning all from a breezy Glasgow, where it is 11°C.
Beautiful quilt, GM. My maternal granddaughter made quilts, but she died when I was four, so I never got a chance to learn from her.
Yesterday did not go to plan. After sorting out the raffle winners and labelling them, I called it a day, for I was seriously flagging. Ridiculous as it seems, I feel my as if my body is failing. I can't put my finger on it.
I went to get my bag from the safe, where I always leave it, but my phone wasn't there. I searched everywhere, but no sign of it. The P.P phoned it, but then I remembered it had been on mute ( DH complains about) the number of messages I get at late at night)
I retraced my steps to the presbytery, parish church and parish hall, but it was nowhere to be found.
Monday is a very busy day, the counters are in, the linen ladies change the linen and I needed a Safeguarding catch up with the P.P.
I began to wonder if someone had picked it up by mistake.
Remembering that there was a find my phone app, I anxiously went home to track the phone on my P.C. According to the map , my phone was in the bushes in the park, next to the church! 😱
DH offered to come back with me. There was no sign of the phone, although it was still showing on the app. We searched the church, parish hall and presbytery, zilch!
DH asked me where I last had it and I showed him where I usually keep my bag. I don't know what prompted me to move the money buckets, but lo and behold, there was my missing phone, lying in a corner.
How it got there, I have no idea!!
Tomorrow, we have the funeral of a former Provost, it will be so busy, that the Police will be directing traffic. I have an emergency dental appointment first thing tomorrow and won't be there. My mouth is unbearably painful and I am so hoarse.
Consequently, I need to go down later today, put reserved signs on pews for dignitaries and check everything is prepared.
I long for a quiet day.
Wishing you a pleasant day, whatever your plans.