Yes, it’s Monday morning, and I have no topic to write on. I’m supposed to make my post by 7:30 a.m.; it’s now 6:51 a.m. I have a sheet of paper with blog post ideas. It’s up in the sunroom and I’m in The Dungeon. But I looked at that list yesterday and nothing stood out at me as something I want to write right now.

The fact is I’m weary. I have a to-do list around here that is growing, nothing seeming to be getting done. Four items I hope I will complete today.

• Mail some old, old family cards to a cousin’s daughter in Florida. These are cards sent by her grandparents, her parents, and her aunt to my parents or grandparents. They date from the 1950s, 60s, and a few from 70s. Dad kept all these. I got them from his house after his death in 1997. I stored them, then sorted them, began looking to see what I wanted to do with them. I decided to send them back to families of original senders. So far I’ve sent back those of the Hills and the Reeds and the Fashjians and the Vicks. No one in the Brannon family wanted them so I trashed them. This cousin I contacted her via Facebook and she said yes, she’d take them. Since her grandfather, my uncle, moved the family cross-country in the 1950s and she grew up far away from any close family, she doesn’t feel a strong connection to her family and is looking forward to getting these and learning more.
• Call the vegetation management man for the electric cooperative and try to talk them into finishing their work on my lot. They took three trees out that were in their easement. That was in January 2020. I agreed, and they said a different crew would be by to grind out the stumps. No one ever came. I kept putting off calling him, lost his business card, found it, lost it again, etc. Yesterday I found the card again, and today I will call him.
• Interview two people for the church 100th anniversary book. This is an older couple in the church whose families have been involved with it since the 1930s. The told me more than a month ago that they were happy to talk with me, but I’ve not been ready. Now I am. I spoke with them at church yesterday and we set this afternoon for the interview. That will make it five people I’ve interviewed to put their family histories into the book. Only about eight more to go after that.
• Mail used books to a buyer in Springfield MO. She responded to a Facebook Marketplace listing I had for 40 paperback romances. Through messaging with her I told her about all the others I had and she wanted them. When Lynda and I gathered them together on Saturday, and Lynda pulled a few more she was willing to part with from the shelf, it came to 203 books. The buyer wants them all. This morning I will box them for shipping, take them to the PO for a shipping estimate, communicate that to the buyer, receive her payment via PayPal, and take the books back for mailing. It’s possible this may not be finished until tomorrow.

That latter item is huge. I had begun to despair of ever selling these romances. People who dropped by to look at books in general seemed uninterested in the romances. My Marketplace listings received few views and no inquiries. Then this came out of the blue. I’m happy about it, but for the moment the books have been brought back into the house for packaging and weighing. Until they are paid for and mailed they are making life more difficult.

What else is on the to-do list? Our bathroom scale is going crazy and probably needs to be replaced. The remote control for the kitchen TV is dying and needs to be replaced. The lower burner of the oven no longer works. I replaced that about 10 years ago and don’t really feel like replacing it. I should just replace the 34-year-old oven, but it’s a built in. Will anything made now fit the opening in the woodwork? But then, Lynda said she would be willing to replace the separate range top as well. I agree with her that I don’t like that, so maybe we will do that replacement. But that’s a big task and I’m not looking forward to it. For now we are getting by with the top heating element only. As the one that does the cooking, I’m going to wait a little while before tackling this.

What else? A small item is: I took Lynda’s sewing machine in for repairs last week, but they said they needed a dobbin from the machine and there was none in it. They might have mentioned that fact on their website. I left the machine with them. So now I either need to make the 18 mile drive to get them the dobbin or mail them one, hoping the plastic gadget doesn’t get crushed in mailing. I’ll try to decide that today.

What else? Doctor appointments for me tomorrow and the next day, one for Lynda next week. Groceries to get today. Possibly replacing the lancet device for taking my blood sugars. A full round of stock and options trades to watch. Two other books in the works, trying to decide which to do next.

That’s enough. I’m starting to get depressed just thinking about it. The clock shows it is now just after 7:30, as I’ve been reading various morning newsletters and messing with a spreadsheet while writing this. Time to post. Maybe by Friday my to-do list will look better. Oh, wait, I haven’t even put any of my own yardwork on it. Rats. Or the cover for the print version of my latest book. Rats again.