Yesterday, I made bread and granola, booked an appointment with our attorney, spoke with our investment manager about 2010 contributions to the kids’ 529 accounts and did laundry.
Ron got acquainted with the water shutoffs and the fuse box, replaced the furnace filter, started troubleshooting a problem with the lights in the bathroom, refilled the bird feeder and shoveled off the deck.
I also made us late for a Harvard-Pilgrim seminar on Medicare supplements by asking to drop off Christmas lights from Franklin Street at the St. Vincent DePaul thrift store and by messing up the address.
Just as well. The information was pretty much a duplicate of what we’d heard earlier in the week, and we were spared a droning monologue by another attendee, part of which we listened to while waiting for a private meeting with the H-P representative.
We stopped at Home Depot for a few items, including a gift certificate for Peter and Bonnie, then picked up gift certs for the kids at Borders plus some cheeses and other good things at Trader Joe’s.
We took the back roads home to avoid traffic and to drop off a Christmas gift to the Robbins children. Saw Jeremy, who looks very much like his Mom.
By that time, it was too late to stop at Town Hall. Next week.
Supper was cheese and crackers and Medjool dates stuffed with melted Manchego.
We talked about visiting Nova Scotia, where Ron has been told that everyone looks like him. Could be interesting!