I am feeling very lethargic and in no mood to get out and drive in my car whose A/C doesn't want to work properly.
I don't know how the people across the street stand it! The biggest house on this street and they have no A/C! They only close the windows when it rains.
With all the money they have, it's not like they can't afford it.
We aren't going to get a break until next Tuesday. I don't know how you people down south can stand the heat and humidity the way you do.
I did not go to the Old School Gal Pals lunch today. One reason being, it is at least a 50 minute drive and with the A/C in the car not working properly, I'd probably faint and end up in a ditch somewhere never to be found again! Plus, still a bit iffy with the digestive problems, which today seemed to be clearing up or at least changing into a bit of normalcy. We can only hope.
I need to get out and to the store. The food situation in meager. Of course, food is unimportant, but...when the Pepsi gets low--that crisis will drive me out into the heat.=================
I used my new Norwex cloth's the other day. Oh. My! Some kind of little miracles. I wet the one with just plain tap water, wrung it out, wiped down my bathroom mirror and then used the purple one to dry with. I had toothpaste on that mirror and water spots and it came out shining! Even with Windex and paper towels, I usually have to go back over it to get rid of all the streaks.
So the, I cleaned glass in a picture frame, same result and then one of my big windows. I am amazed!! It took me half the time and only went over it once and no streaks and the glass just shines.
I don't understand how you can use just water and it gets everything off the glass. When you are done, you just hang them up by the little straps on the inside and use them again and again and......... They can be laundered, when they get dirty.
You can use the blue cloth on anything--counter tops, fridge, etc. The purple one is only for drying windows. Microfiber and supposed to last a lifetime.
Considering how short my lifetime will be, I guess I need to bequeath them to my sister!
I am waiting impatiently for my couch and chair to arrive. 4-6 weeks is a really long time. Kind of like the last 6 weeks of pregnancy? You know how long that feels. Right? My carpet is two weeks old, so maybe by August I will have my furniture?
In the meantime, I am in the final stages of my last genealogy. Printing out the books and then will take them to the Print Shop to have them bound and they will be ready.
I am kind of disappointed. My client wanted me to find out something about some of her ancestor's. No matter where I looked, Google, Census searches, Ancestry, on and on, I could not find proof of what she wanted.
This rarely happens, but sometimes, other family members, from years ago, have marked some of their information as "Private" and there is no way to access that. I tried sending an e-mail to one with the same last name, who had some of the "Private" records, but they never responded. I don't know why people do this. Something in what they've found they don't want anyone else to see. Plain nuts!! It's not like their last name was Hilter!!
Oh well. I can only do what I can do. Of course, if I were able, I could get in my car and drive to the places where they were born and lived and snoop around, but.....................
People sometimes have the wrong idea about genealogy. They are afraid that bad stories or things are going to show up. That is not the case. Occasionally, there will be a written report about the early founders of a certain area, or an obituary that shows what the person was like, but most of what I find are the dates and where they were born, married, died and the cemetery they are in. Searching all of that, hoping their parents names will be listed so I can go up, one more generation.
Up, up, up I go. Hoping to make it to the very top of their family tree.
I love it! I love the mundane searching! I love seeing how far I can get up the tree and what I find.
So many young women died as young mothers. So many families, with lots of children, had three or four of the little ones die. That always tugs at my heart, but that is why, those early families had lots of children. They knew, some of their children might not make it to adulthood.
It is fascinating---at least to me.