Perhaps I am projecting my baby brain onto others, because these days if I don’t write it down there is little chance I’ll remember. Often I find myself standing in a room wondering why on earth I am there. I wander around the house aimlessly blundering through domestic chores. I’m no chance to remember the essential grocery items at the shops if I don’t have a list with me.
Last year I signed up to pay it forward. I missed the yearly deadline by months but finally last week I got some covered moleskin notebooks off to surprise their recipients. Hopefully they’ll prove useful.
My folks are heading O.S. in a couple of weeks. Their first big overseas adventure together, well since they retired anyway. As a bon voyage gift I sent these travel inspired notebooks. They were sent in a parcel full of Auskick fundraising chocolates. I’m so grateful that they bought so many. Fundraising drives can be so stressful. Frankly I’d rather just donate the profit margin, especially while my kiddos are still too young to go walking around the neighbourhood flogging chocolates on their own.
I’m easing my way back into this sewing caper. Good to be back at the machine.