Thaumaturge

thaumaturge |ˈTHôməˌtərj|
noun
a worker of wonders and performer of miracles; a magician.
DERIVATIVES
thaumaturgic |ˌTHôməˈtərjik| adjective.
thaumaturgical adjective.
thaumaturgist |ˈTHôməˌtərjəst| noun.
thaumaturgy |ˈTHôməˌtərjē| noun
ORIGIN
early 18th cent. (as thaumaturg): via medieval Latin from Greek thaumatourgos, from thauma ‘marvel’ + -ergos ‘-working.’

It was the sun hat.

I bought the sun hat to withstand the suns rays while I enjoy the outdoors. Now that the sun hat is sitting beside me ready for duty, the sun has hidden itself behind the clouds. Rain is predicted tomorrow and the next day. If I’d known that all the rain was waiting for was the purchase of a sun hat, I would have been on the job a lot sooner.

Now that I have established my central position in the the universe, on to the day-to-day details of life.

I awoke this morning at 5 a.m., light was just beginning to filter in under the thick curtains that hang on the bedroom window. I knew I was awake for the day, and that lying in bed would only lead to wandering thoughts, and that wandering thoughts are something I am not going to indulge in at present. So I arose, filled the kettle, put it on to boil and ventured onto the back porch to sit until I could make my morning coffee.

I enjoyed my coffee on the back porch, watching the clouds roll in and over, bringing the hope of moisture. The birds were just beginning to stir, the breeze held itself high in the trees, tickling the highest branches. A glorious morning.

After enjoying my coffee I donned my shoes, sun glasses, and new sun hat, then headed out the door for my daily walk. It was a lovely 15C out there this morning, so lovely for walking. The sun still shone, although the clouds were rolling in. There were several other people out and about with the same idea, getting out for some recreation before the heat of the day. I passed and greeted an older woman in a straw hat, a young woman in fancy jogging gear, a young man in fancy jogging gear, and an older man walking a little dog. All were friendly except the man with the dog, who grudgingly responded to my friendly good morning. I know that when I was living here alone the winter before last, that brief hello on my walk meant a lot, because it was my only human contact during the week. So I always say hello to everyone I meet when I am out for a walk in my own neighbourhood, whether they seem to like it or not.

This morning Attila and I loaded the construction waste into Tank and headed out to the land fill site. I admit to being quite weary of viewing the small mountain of debris in the back yard, and I am sure the neighbours feel the same way about it. By lunch time it was gone!

Attila is working on the finishing touches of the garden shed. To that end he needed paint for the siding, so today we dropped by Home Depot to pick up what he needed. Our version of impulse buying stepped in, so we walked out with our paint, and the delivery date set for a new dishwasher. We don’t have a dishwasher, and I have been looking at them for years, and much more seriously over the last 10 months since we moved here. A dishwasher did not seem worth the risk at the country house, we were on a well, and septic system of unknown age. Now we are on town water and sewer, so that the necessary utilities are there and waiting. The dishwasher was on sale, and had a $100 prepaid credit card included as a bonus, plus a 10% discount for using their credit card. Attila will install the new dishwasher, which will involve tearing apart the kitchen cupboard. I anticipate that the domino effect will ensue, the preparation for the dishwasher will require the countertop be moved, perhaps relplaced; the removal of the countertop will require a new sink; the new sink will require a new set of taps; and who knows what else. In a perfect world the dishwasher will just go in the space allotted without additional renovation required. I am not optimistic on that score!

It is a long weekend in Ontario. We decided to stay home and putter. I don’t really feel light hearted enough to enjoy camping right now, and it is really too hot for me at the peak of the day, so staying where I can keep cool is much more appealing than being outdoors in this heat.

And wouldn’t you know it, the clouds disappeared, the sun came out, and the predictions of rain evaporated in the heat. So much for my super rain making powers.

Worldly Distractions

Weather

32°C
Date: 3:00 PM EDT Saturday 30 July 2016
Condition: Mainly Sunny
Pressure: 101.8 kPa
Tendency: falling
Visibility: 24 km
Temperature: 25.9°C
Dewpoint: 12.6°C
Humidity: 43%
Wind: NE 13 km/h
Humidex: 32

Quote

“Be master of your petty annoyances and conserve your energies for the big, worthwhile things. It isn’t the mountain ahead that wears you out – it’s the grain of sand in your shoe.”
Robert Service
1874 – 1958

10 Comments

  1. TopsyTurvy (Teri)

    Wow! 32C. I guess the cold front hasn’t gotten to you yet. We’re sitting out on the deck, right now. All the windows are open, the temp a pleasant 24C, about 75F.

    Enjoy your new dishwasher! We didn’t have to change anything yet in our kitchen when we replaced ours – drat! But soon enough.

  2. WendyNC

    We’ve shared enough of your renovation projects to anticipate that the renovation domino effect will indeed ensue, but it sure will be nice when it’s all done. Here’s hoping the process goes smoothly.

  3. What a great purchase! I’ve had only a few months without a dishwasher in the past thirty or so years, and didn’t enjoy the experience of washing dishes by hand at all! (although I did a lot of that in the preceding years!) Yay for dishwashers! They make life so much easier, and dishes so clean and sanitary. I’m happy for you!

  4. I am jealous Teri, it isn’t colling down here, the weather report keeps saying it will but then the next hot hot day gets going and my hopes are dashed.

    Our old kitchen did not have a dishwasher, and the cupboards are pretty solidly built, so we will need to tear out a section from the solid wood, and brace the part that is left, I am hoping it isn’t too much of a job, but retrofitting an old house is not usually straightforward.

  5. It will be nice when it is done Wendy, and I think we will really notice it this coming winter, with double the counter space, since there won’t be a big pile of dirty dishes beside the sink 24/7, since we cook almost everything from scratch. Attila has a lot of ideas about how to rearrange the kitchen, structurally, and I am insisting that all I want is the dishwasher installed, it remains to be seen how this will actually unfold 🙂

  6. Thanks Diane! I am really looking forward to the dishwasher. I had one from 1984 until 2004, and I loved it. When we moved to the country house we began doing dishes by hand, and we are still at it. Just a matter of time now though until this one gets installed. 🙂

  7. NORA

    Maggie,
    I wish I could enjoy a morning cup of coffee like you do and so many others. For some reason my body will not accept caffeine. I love coffee and at times will cheat with a TBS or two of coffee yogurt. My whole life would be different if I could drink café!

    Your writing about your morning was poetry to my ears. What a lovely way to see/feel the day and embrace it. I do envy your life style.

    BTW, I miss doing my blog too and started but suddenly got blog block again. I know it is stress related because we will soon be looking for another place to live and I feel very pressured. Currently living at sister’s because neighbors ran me out of the apt. with their noise and indifference. Sigh. I’m at my sister’s through August and hope to find a place and only have to go back to the apt. to continue packing. So that is why I’m MIA but striving to get back to blogging. I did recently put in one entry.

  8. I feel for you Nora about missing the morning coffee! I have been drinking flavoured “coffee”, which is less than 50% coffee as the first and main ingredient is chicory. I wondered why I was getting such a buzz from a regular cup of coffee when we are away from home! I like the chicory substitute though, it tastes fine to me.

    Those neighbours sound hideous, thank goodness you are with your sister for the time being. I wish you every success in finding a gentle place to live, it is so important, location, location, location!

    Blog block is a good phrase! I did see your entry and was glad of it, good to know you are there.

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