Pretty Things

So this morning I was waiting for a FedEx package that was supposed to arrive by 10. Apparently, the FedEx guy showed up at 10:51, but didn't bother to ring the doorbell (he's done that before, so I wasn't surprised, just annoyed). However, I really needed to have that package so I could do some work today.

That was fine, I thought. I'll just do some sewing...I'm making a duvet cover for a friend, and he's giving me a few bucks for it, so the day won't be completely lost, right?

Wrong.

My sewing machine has been on the fritz for the last month or so. Yesterday, I took it into the repair shop and the guy opened up the bottom, sprayed some WD-40 into it, and said, "That should make it better." I took it home and it seized up again. Ray and I took it mostly apart and found a little plastic gear at the back of the bobbin that was causing the whole problem. I took the machine back today, and the repair guy started futzing with it and said he'd have to take it and look at it, but it wouldn't be ready for a few days.

Great. So now, although I've got plenty of housework and chores and other stuff to do, but no income. I'm needing the income right about now. And my church still hasn't sent me a check for the solo I sang back in July. To be fair, none of the soloists have gotten checks for their summer stuff, but that still doesn't make it right.

Anyway, when everything in the world was going wrong and pissed me off, I looked out my window and saw the most amazing thing: one of my waterlilies was blooming. They only bloom during the day and close back up at night. So I raced out with my little camera phone and took some really nice pictures. Here's one. Isn't it pretty? Somehow, simple, pretty things make everything all right again.