Just Call Me Madam President

I spent most of the morning waiting for a phone call that never came, most of the afternoon running errands (pick up heartworming medication, drop off recycling, gas up the van and add air to the front tire, and have batteries replaced in two different watches, and so on).

I spent the early evening installing the new timer and speed control board that came in the mail in my front-loading washing machine, and putting the front console, the top, the back access panel, and the front kick panel back on.

IT WORKS!

But last night I went to the West Michigan Lace Group meeting and went and got myself elected president. Oops.

And because I believe in doing things that make me feel like I'm all thumbs and will never figure this (whatever the "this" is this time) out, I'm joining Julie's Strikke-along (snazzy button in the sidebar) Lite. I'm thinking Scandinavian mittens.

Oh. And this is Post 499. I wonder what I'm going to do tomorrow. . .