I am on my last day at the museum. Sure I will have to go in on Friday for a bit, and next week to pick up odds and ends…but the end is in sight. I can see it from here. Some days I wasn’t sure I would make it to the next day..but here we are at the end of the season. What a relief.
My cold is still making me miserable, how much snot can one head hold anyway?
Yesterday Tess finished off one of her projects and was helping me with the newsletter for October when I heard the jingle of the sleigh bells that are on the front door.
It was my youngest volunteer and her Grandpa with a delivery. My youngest volunteer was so excited she could barely contain herself! Flowers for me? “Yes! For you!” she replied. She had a good summer helping out at the museum, she has a healthy curiosity about everything in the museum except mannequins. She is a little frightened by mannequins. She learned to dust properly, how to wash windows, and was my best carpet sweeper gal, she also wrote her own treasure hunt, she helped me create and update displays, her least favorite job was putting obituaries in acid free sleeves. The last day she spent with me, we designed a family tree for her to research over the winter. She had to go back to school when school started, but occasionally stops by for a visit to see what’s new or old as the case may be.
I was thrilled, it is a pumpkin stuffed to the brim with flowers! It is a lovely gift!
I don’t “do” flowers inside often, they usually give me a cold or aggravate allergies but I already have a cold so what the heck!
It is nice to be appreciated! :)