Saturday, January 15, 2011


I never use this blog for "personal stuff" but I need to say this. It has been a very trying week. I am the nursing director of a small home health agency. Monday started with a nurse calling to say she arrived at her clients home to find the police who informed her the patient killed his family and then himself. Seeing him daily for two months and no visible clue. We are speechless. The week progressed with one fire after another. So guild night arrived and I really did not want to go. I had heard the speaker before and I just wanted to go home and crawl under the covers. Remembering the state of my house I deiced to escape instead. The moment I arrived I was greeted by my use to be Tues students who said they missed me. I had a very nice conversation with a member who was not only interested in what I had to say but was a joy to talk to. Someone else asked my opinion about a product. Show and tell was inspirational. Forget therapy. Join a guild. Make some quilts. Meet some wonderful people. Make some friends. Live long and prosper.
Posted by Picasa


wackywoman said...

Oh Frances, what a horrid experience. I'm so glad you enjoyed guild. I'm sorry I didn't have a chance to talk to you. I saw you walk in and wanted to go see you; but..... Wasn't Jane wonderful though? Best I've ever seen her.

Pat Barton said...

Hi Frances, I know just what you mean. Some days we forget how much our quilting friends bring to our lives. Here's to a brand new better week!