Friday afternoon (West Aussie time) I had it all worked out. I was going to blog something… but between then and Saturday evening, I have forgotten what it was.
At the same time, I am not surprised. This has been a busy week. So many early starts (like 4.00 am one day), helping my gorgeous daughter move house; coping with the weather forecast being correct on a day I did not want it to be correct.
It was not pleasant standing in a cemetery in strong winds and pouring rain. (There was a smile when the aforementioned daughter thanked the kangaroos who were sitting in pouring rain for their attendance.)
Then there was Friday morning. Daughter and grandson heading off with car and trailer to load some of the remnants of the move, I was going to buy them some drinks and join them. Eased my aches into my car, put the keys in the ignition – and wondered… ‘Where is my handbag?’ Oh no, it’s locked up in the ‘new’ place. Tried to catch the aforementioned car and trailer, but couldn’t even see it.
Then I remembered what I had done with my bag… put it on the back seat of the car towing the trailer while I tried to help hitch them. I couldn’t even ring to tell my daughter and grandson, and I didn’t have a purse with me. Hmm.
Solution. Old people might be slow, but not without ideas.
At the time it made sense. Later I thought I should have made my way to the old house, retrieved my bag, and gone to shops from there. Duh!
Looking ahead, the next six days are also busy, culminating on Friday when I have been asked to give a talk to a group, about early Christianity. (Fortunately, from my research for Hold the Faith, and Grow in Grace, I have lots of information about first century Christians.)
After that, it is my hope that normal posting will be resumed on this blog.
Till then, tread softly…