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Thursday, the neglected day.  Who makes a date for Thursday night?  Who starts a diet on Thursday?  Who cleans house, goes shopping, or cooks for company on Thursday?  So what a day to be assigned a prompt on writing about your day—one 24 hour period and it turns out to be a Thursday!  Remembering that Jesus promised to give me life “more abundantly,” I decided to see if that means even on a throw-away Thursday.

Morning devotion:  Genesis, story of Isaac, Rebecca, Esau, Jacob, and Jacob’s family, Leah, Rachel, twelve sons, and one daughter.  Listened on kindle to a hymn which I am learning before Sunday, “Just When I Need Him Most.”  Also read the history of “Nothing Between” composed by Charley A. Tindley, born a slave who taught himself to read and became a famous song writer and preacher.

Season change:  In setting up the Fall décor in my window, I thought of Ginger who taught me a lot about decorating.  Called to tell her how much she had enhanced my life.  Her wasn’t home so I left a message.

Chat with Sammy as he lay on the floor putting eye drops in his eyes.  I had a Norman Rockwell picture of magazine with headline “The Nazi no one Knows.”  It was dated 1940.  That was when the USA was remaining neutral after the war had started.  After Pearl Harbor America joined the Allied Forces and began to “know” about the Nazi she had been ignoring!

Off to the blood clinic:  Apologized to Valet for the fact that my car is a real “jerk” when it starts off, but I keep it anyway.  He laughingly said that he understood that a car can become a member of the family.  So nice of him to say that, covering up the fact that I am either too lazy or too poor to get out and find another car!  I asked the nurse what would be the next excitement in her day now that I had arrived.  She said, “Patients, patients are always a highlight of my day.”  The receptionist’s day was going downhill after she saw me!  She was going to mark questionnaires with yellow highlights to make it easy for patients to initial the forms.  Sat outside on a bench and waited for the valet.  Talked to a lady sitting by me.  She had been in the doctor’s office “all morning” and was obviously tired and cold.  But the rest of her day would be taken up with family activities.

Off to get a perm in my hair.  Debbie, a manager and instructor in the beauty college, checked me in.  She looked special with lots of little clips in her hair.  I appreciated her telling the student that I needed special parting of my hair because I have a horrible natural part—but she didn’t say that.  Abby set my perm.  Her good news was that she has completed all her class time so she is now looking for a place to go to work—the kind that pays!  I told her I was going to write about her, so Abby are you reading this?  You did a good job on my hair, even the horrible natural part.

Home again:  Put stew on for supper.  Slept while it cooked.  Ate.  Played two games of Rummikube with Pete (19 year old grandson).  He beat me both times, but I gave him a run for it!  Ending this day by writing this blog.

Now that’s how one can have a “more abundant” throw-away Thursday!