No Such Thing as a Typical Day – Memorial Day 2017

Up at 6 – my usual target, but it can go as low as 4:30 and as high as 8. Out to Everett, a great city with fantastic Farmers Markets, restaurants, antiquing and beautiful parks. Alas, I couldn’t enjoy any of those, as I went straight to a session with clients. Which was even better, when we found a string of pearls she’d been missing for two years and the Rolex he’d been missing for just as long.

A straight line up I-5 to get me to Mt. Vernon wasn’t so straight when I stopped for a picnic lunch at the Bonhoeffer Botanical Gardens, which I only stumbled on when I was trying to zig over to NOAH, the Northwest Organization for Animal Help, Stanwood.

Trevor, one of my East Coast rescues.

The Gardens are exquisite, a dazzling and whimsical mix of art glass, butterfly habitat, children’s play spaces and quiet areas for retreat. I hope Freeborn Lutheran Church of Stanwood is extremely proud of its efforts. I wanted to visit NOAH – it’s a shelter I recommend when people want to support animal welfare and I haven’t seen it yet. Ridiculous me, I forgot it’s a holiday. Someday, soon.

I am NOT a workaholic – I go where my clients lead me. Especially Mt. Vernon. Antiquing, Lincoln Theatre. The Skagit Valley Food Coop has some of the best ice cream I’ve ever eaten. So of course it was too cold for me to want any. Yes, I said cold. I’d be cold in a desert at noon.

The afternoon’s work – closets and a very sweet dog. Cleared a good bit to use the spaces much more effectively. Home again, to write invoices, respond to potential client emails, write this blog. Listening to KBCS 91.3 FM Seattle. No such thing as a typical day.