Let us make humankind...

... God said on the sixth day. Carl said, "You better start thinking about things you really need to get done while you have time at home." I've become a person ruled by nights and weekends because that's when I get the best rates on utilities. I save laundry, dishes and telephone calls where I want to just talk for evenings and week-ends. I am amazed at having given up my land line and now relying solely on my cell phone how quickly the anytime minutes get eaten up, but I come nowhere close to using the nights and weekends. I also pile up the laundry with the intention of throwing in a load here and there in the evening, but doing most of it on the weekends. And I only run the dishwasher on the weekend. Today I ironed shirts and ironed shirts and ironed shirts and ironed shirts. And besides that, I ironed shirts. The good thing is that the ironing board is in the basement, so even in the heat of the day it is cool and the steam doesn't bother me. My thought about what I really should get done before I run out of time led to ironing shirts. I have too many dress shirts. I had not ironed any long sleeved shirts from the winter. I won't put a dress shirt on my body unless it has been ironed. I can't make myself take shirts to the laundry when I can iron them myself. Cheap. Don't want to pay someone to do something I can do myself. But I really need to pare down the collection! Perhaps I need to put together a bag for goodwill - towels and shirts, maybe a set of sheets or two. Need to make a decision as I'll be returning to work too soon! Tomorrow is Sunday. Will I rest on the Sabbath? Isn't that what I've been doing more than anything else? I have a list of accomplishments that must be met on Monday. Everything must be done early because I have to rest so I can be in Philadelphia at 8 a.m. on Tuesday for my follow-up. Monday will be a bad day to be out and about because all the seniors will be out because it will be the first business day after social security. That always makes everything everywhere slow down. Of course, I have to get some cash for the Phillie trip, in case of emergency. The bank is not a good place to be on the first banking day after social security. If the post office is having trouble because everyone is paying bills online, why can't the seniors all do their banking online and stay away from the banks after they get their social security money? It will only get worse as we boomers get to social security age. Maybe not, because we'll be more accustomed to online banking. Bad thing about ironing - I want to sing - I usually play sing-along music to keep my mind off the drudgery. Wanting to sing is worse than wanting to talk. I never realized how much I sing or hum while I wander through ordinary daily life. So not talking isn't as bad as I imagined - as long as I am practicing my hermitage. Not singing is a disaster! I just wonder how much longer I will be told on Tuesday the silence will last. Wow, talk about rollover minutes this month! Somehow, I think the electric bill will be a record, though I have been very careful NOT to turn on any appliances during peak hours. I haven't touched the air conditioning programmable thermostat, but allowed it to do its regular cycle, getting warmer through the heat of the day. Being home during these summer days has shown me how energy conscious I am. I do a credible job. However, ironing shirts is never pretty. I used an entire bottle of spray starch and more today! Thanks to Aunt Mary Lou for making sure I am so persnickety about that chore! There are still more shirts to iron. I have to think about and prioritize what will get done for the rest of the time I am home. I have to think about how to spend the Lord's day when I cannot go to church. Missing church is so rare in my life. I'll listen to some sacred music and pretend I am hearing it live! And I can keep knitting and praying any time. And there was evening and there was morning the sixth day.