A cute couple came into the store this afternoon to check out a few items. I asked if they were from around here. They live in a tiny village 40 miles north of here. Somehow I got around to saying I am moving to the Portland area. (If I say Vancouver most folks think of Canada.) He replied that he lived in Portland for 7-8 years and is familiar with Vancouver, WA--he has friends who live there. He moved back here recently to be close to family, but they do make trips back to Portland. They are going to be out there for a week in January for the "Old Time Gathering"---a festival dedicated to "old time music", pre-blue grass music. I know where I will be hanging out January 16-20 and I know some "back home" folks I will be looking up!
(Great website: Old Time Gathering)
The Last Thursday
The afternoon passed quickly. Jamie came in to check the guitars and soon a friend of his came in to look over the sale prices. He and Jamie chatted away for quite awhile.
I sold 2 more guitars, 2 cases, a drum set, a mandolin and a ukulele. It's amazing how sales increase at half price. I should have thought of that 2-5 years ago. I've sold a lot of merchandise; still plenty left.
There were only 2 lessons this afternoon. The one boy brought me a hand written thank you. His brother also took lessons for awhile.
The girl has been my student since her kindergarten year. She is very gifted. Her dad reminded me that I was concerned when she started that she was too young. (I don't remember that.) She gave me a gift of a gorgeous necklace that her mom brought back from the Philippines.
A man from a nearby shop asked how much I wanted for my "open" sign. I gave me a price and he said he will take it--I guess the price AND the sign. He will pick it up tomorrow around 5PM. Seems I am officially done! (There really isn't a car inside the store;it's just a reflection.)
The weather was threatening storms all day. Mostly it was windy. By late afternoon the sky turned dark and the rain came. We had tornado warnings for the evening. One did touch down in an area about 100 miles from here. All is quiet as the time is near 10PM.
My daughter in southern Wisconsin called yesterday afternoon. She said, "Guess what I have?" "A puppy?" No. "Pneumonia?" No. "Shingles?" "Yes, how did you guess so fast?" "Moms know everthing." I haven't had a chance to call her today to see how she is doing.
This has been a good "Last Thursday" in the life of Grandma G.
"The prospect of the righteous is joy." (Proverbs 10:28)
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