An Incredibly Wonderful Weekend

You know that glorious glow you feel shining from your soul when you just know you've done the right thing? I am blessed because I have that feeling right now.

Dad had a collection of German steins, some fancy, others not so much. That, and a lot of owl figurines/statues (the owl is the symbol of the German men's organization he belonged to). He also had two of those felt hats that is part of the German tradition, and a walking stick with various decorations on it. Oh, and various books on German history, poetry, etc. I didn't feel tied to any of these items, but didn't want to just toss 'em or give them to the Salvation Army. I called Dieter, one of dad's best friends from the German organization, and explained that I still had all of dad's stuff that needed to go back to the org. He and his wife came out this afternoon, and were absolutely *thrilled* to take everything...it's a tradition of the men's org that whenever a member passes on, the items the family wants to find homes for are put out on a table at the beginning of the next meeting. Whoever wants the stuff can just pick it up and bring it home. Dieter felt that all of the items I had would most likely be gone in just the one evening. I'm thrilled to death - that org meant the world to dad, they were his best friends. This feels so right, to give back to those that meant so much to him. I was in tears by the time Dieter and his wife left. Dad is happy with what I did, I'm sure...I can feel it.

To top off that happy glow, I just had my hot stone massage. My back feels a bit loosened, but it's going to take a while to train the muscles to their new positions. It felt sooooooo good during the session, though.

The carpenter fixed the leaky roof yesterday, as well as the damage the raccoon had done the other night. We went down to the house Kirk & I still have, and he fixed a few minor things - we just ran out of time. He'll come back next weekend to fix the joist and the cracks in the basement walls.

It has been a fabulous weekend, all around. hmmm, a perfect weekend would have included time with my Master Joe, but, well, ya can't have everything, now can you?