Fireplace Update & Just Another Day

The mantel piece was finished & I thought I would try stain thinking I could always paint it sooner or later. Oh so much stress. To think I want the kitchen cabinets painted. That will wait for awhile. To many colors to pick from.

Today my daughter had an early appointment I took her to. I stained the fireplace mantel. The stain is not the same shade as the fireplace. The corbels are not the same shade as the shelf either. So three shades. I am waiting for it to dry. Could it all dry one shade? oh there are still miracles. I guess it will just mean paint if not. I will see. I wish I could say the day got better.

You would think it would be easy to get a package delivered by FedEx in the twentieth century. Not here. I tracked this package on Monday only to find it left the FedEx terminal about 50 miles from here last Friday. The last three days I have been on the phone with FedEx trying to get it delivered. I was told they could not find our home. They have been here many times before. I even have a photo on my blog of them delivering our Christmas tree back in December. No delivery Monday even after I put huge signs at the end of the two roads to turn on to & one at the end of the driveway. Tuesday we received a card they could not get up our hill. Funny we do not have a hill. Not to mention I was told I was to wait by the phone & wait for the driver to call me & then go to meet him. No package again. The driver never put the package on the truck or took the phone number with him I was told. I sat here all day waiting. Wednesday we were promised the delivery before Hubby left for work. A hour & ten minutes later the phone rang. Driver says I am at the end of your road. Hubby already left for work so that meant I had to walk while that driver sat in a delivery truck. I said fine you will have to wait for me. All bundled & wearing snow boots I walked to the end of our road to get the package that he would have had no problem driving back except for his fear of damaging his truck from pot holes. In the end I was told by the terminal they would not deliver for fear of damaging the truck while driving on a road with pot holes. As I walked I noticed the pot holes were full of solid ice. I asked the terminal why lie? Just tell the truth in the beginning. The drivers explanation when he handed me the box was his back tires spin when it snows & rains. I asked what was wrong the last two days? No rain or snow. I was told he was not given the package or my number even after he asked. No answer for all the lies. He said he knows where I lived & has delivered to us just weeks ago more than once. I said yes & I have a photo of you delivering us a package in our driveway. Enough said & he walked off as I thanked him. Only because I feel you should treat others as you would want them to treat you. My mean side would have liked to have told him he should have parked the truck & walked the package to my door. Life goes on & it is best to hold the wild tongue. I grabbed my huge sign & carried both the package & sign back the road. Not having fun in the cold & blowing wind. The package was longer than I am tall. Cold & disgusted I returned to the warm homestead. My day was shot & my dinner would be late tonight.

The boys arrived home from school & were hungry. I had to grab an apron & get busy.

Off I went to the Cinderella stove & removed the stove board to prepare another meal for my family.

Finally all our yummys were ready & our blessing was said. Oh what a meal to be thankful for.

The boys & I enjoyed beef steak, mashed taters with gravy, corn & stuffing tonight.

The cast iron skillets have been cleaned & put in the heated oven to dry. Oh how I like these old pans. For me cooking is better when food is cooked in cast iron. Some are 29 years or older. My Gram gave me three after my first child was born & Pap gave me two more just before he passed. I would never trade them for anything new. The stove top was cleaned & my apron hung. Oh my I missed another ball. LOL!

ThoughtS to ponder: If life hands you lemons, make lemon aide. Good thing I like lemon aid. There is always something to be thankful for too. Words LEFT UNSAID never come back to grieve us.

Blessing Til next Time!