My life these days is dedicated to the packing of boxes. Here is a synopsis of the last week:
The Good
Lunch with Dawn last Friday. It was wonderful to meet her and to learn a little more about what the OPC is as well as talking about some of the people we knew.
M and W helping us pack. They’re people from our church and they’re actually moving to the vicarage when we leave, so they do have a vested interest in getting us ready. 🙂 They are also absolutely wonderful people and M helped me get about 90% of the kitchen packed in a 3 hour period. Happy Jen who has time to take care of her kitties so that they don’t have to do things like this.
The Downtown Choral Concert went really well. We did Michael Burkhart’s Savior of the Nations Come with the choirs of Second Pres and First Methodist and had a wonderful time. The music was easier than most of the stuff we’ve done in choir this year. I’m not getting to do any choir stuff for Christmas this year (because I’ll be out of town and Jon’s churches don’t have choirs), so I really wanted to do this.
My ordination dress is being altered by a professional seamstress… for free. I received my dress from Lands’ End and it was about 4 inches too long in the sleeves and 3 inches too long in the hem. I called our WELCA president and she recommended one of the WELCA ladies. We hung out with E for two hours on Saturday and she managed to get everything pinned up perfectly. Apparently, she used to make quite a bit of money sewing wedding and prom dresses and she now is a major quilter. E is one of the people I’m going to really miss — not because she can sew like a dream, but instead because she really has been an encourager and supporter of both Jon and I in this last year. She has continually praised Jon’s sermons and has made me feel welcome whenever I’ve hung out with the WELCA ladies. Given that most of them are old enough to be my grandparents, I’ve appreciated that.
The Bad
It’s starting to kick in that we’re leaving. As much as I kicked and screamed about coming here, I have to admit that this was probably the best thing that could have happened. We had housing, we adopted the cats, we minister to wonderful people… We’re both really sad to be leaving. Of course, I’m also having to resist the urge to get homicidal when dealing with one member of the congregation who is forever (even after I’ve just answered her question for the 5678th time) asking me about how excited I am to leave and go someplace nicer. I can’t exactly admit that I’m sad (mostly because I really don’t need her pity) but at the same time, it would be dishonest to say that I’m fully excited.
I bombed my maneuverability test. I’m not exactly broken-up over this. I did fine going in but hit a cone on the way out and dragged it across the parking lot. (They don’t exactly look well on this because those cones represent people.) I take the test again tomorrow at 1. If nothing else, it will give me a little more independence. Worst case, I wait til we’re in Minnesota to get my license.
Sable (our happenin’ 1984 Volvo) is having some engine problems. Basically, she’ll lose power and then she’s fine when we re-start her. Our mechanic (who isn’t really Volvo-trained) thinks it’s a sign of just being an old car on her last legs; but I think it’s something with the fuel lines. (It took them about 10 days to diagnose the fuel pump problems and fix them this summer. Thank goodness that a friend loaned us their car during part of that time!) She wasn’t having these problems before the fuel pump incident and I think the pump might not be working well. In any case, I’m praying hard that she stays running through this month because we have a 16 hour drive for the move and then 3 5-hour drives to and from Sioux Falls to make airport runs.
The Liposuction of Bears
My hands get really yucky and dry during the winter. Right now, they’re cracking and it’s not exactly fun. The problem is that with flu season, I have to wash them and Purell them frequently (as they think I’m allergic to the flu shot) to keep from getting the flu and it dries out my hands pretty well. My mother-in-law advised me to either slaughter a bear and use the grease from it or to just suck it up and use Vaseline jelly. (Vaseline grosses me out royally, so my vote is naturally for the bear grease.) Any suggestions that don’t involve either of them?
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See if you can find some lotion or cream which contains lanolin. Lanolin is from sheeps wool and spinners always have beautiful soft skin. Pure lanolin cream will be too heavy, particularly in your winter, but a cream with it as an ingredient should work. Tube or pumppack are available in Australia.
Shalom,
Jan