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Not much, actually. My Sundays are always the same: we got up an hour earlier, so that Mum could attend to Mass via TV, she gets her weekly shower, I try to find the easiest way possible to produce something to eat for lunch, I take down the dried washing... nothing terribly exciting.

On the other hand, boring, routine days are safe. So, for that price I can deal with the lack of excitement. Safety is something rare and precious in these times.

The only thing I keep missing is people. In smaller doses than at the time when I was still working, but I'd really like to have them around me more often. So, since I had to give up on people calling me, I called our recently widowed choir leader instead. Poor soul is in a really bad shape. As if the loss in itself weren't bad enough, she also has to deal with bureaucracy, financial problems and greedy heirs. Life can be really cruel sometimes.

In the creative corner I've finished the second felt kitty. Not a significant progress but progress nonetheless. Especially considering how unmotivated I've been lately. Which also means that the Easter baking will be cut back considerably, with only three or four sorts of biscuits and likely the same number of recipients.

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Date: 2026-03-08 09:19 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] noadvertising.livejournal.com
When at number three's abode today, I noticed three chickens, roughly sewn together- those son's MiL had bought at Tedi's, and Elsa had done the sewing. Not perfect, but still impressive for a girl recently turned seven. I should have gone there in time- here they did have neither chickens nor cats or whatelse Tedi sold in Hungary. Would have been fun to have the boys do some needlework!

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Date: 2026-03-08 09:24 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wiseheart.livejournal.com
They'd have probably enjoyed it — the perforated edges are easily sewn together with the blunt plastic needles and the thick thread.

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Date: 2026-03-08 09:20 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] adafrog.livejournal.com
Too bad about the choir leader. Funerals really bring out the worst in people.

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Date: 2026-03-08 09:25 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wiseheart.livejournal.com
Not to mention all the bureaucratic hassle!

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Date: 2026-03-08 10:05 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] adafrog.livejournal.com

That too.

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Date: 2026-03-09 02:37 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] red-day-dawning.livejournal.com
So kind of you to ring your friend.
I’ve been eating too many hot cross buns. Which I shouldn’t be eating. There’s something about seasonal and festive food that is difficult to resist.

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Date: 2026-03-09 05:52 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wiseheart.livejournal.com
What's wrong with hot cross buns?

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Date: 2026-03-10 04:30 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] red-day-dawning.livejournal.com
Ugh, sugar is pretty much forbidden. I’m an overweight diabetic, so i try to limit my sugars to eating berries etc. Easter and Christmas is when i will splurge, perhaps because of the nostalgia fir happier times? I actually don’t feel too bad about it because i try to be strict the rest of the time!

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Date: 2026-03-09 10:39 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] elwenlj.livejournal.com
Deaths seem to bring out the worst in some families. Safety is definitely not to be sniffed at in these times.

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Date: 2026-03-09 05:51 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wiseheart.livejournal.com
I ask God for three things every single evening: health, safety and peace. With anything else we can deal.
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