Ash Wednesday

I had my usual morning routine, except that I kept checking Skype to see if my sister was on. I thought this was her week off. She wanted us to Skype. Finally, I saw Kurt was on, and asked him to call her, but there was no response. I read through my e-mail, and saw that the juice from dandelion stems is supposed to reduce age spots on your hands. I also prepared yesterday's fabric for washing, but didn't get that far. I filled out THREE volunteer of the year forms. Two I already had info for, I just had to write the paragraph for each one explaining how they benefit the Yongsan community. It was like having an exam with an essay question. I have been putting it off for weeks. But now it is done. Do you know I can't find out how much money the AFSC auction raised? Is this some state secret?
At 2:30 I left for Dongdaemun. I had the card of the vendor I ordered the fabric from, but the stalls are not in consecutive numerical order. I got SO frustrated looking for the place. I finally had to ask. When I saw the fabric, my heart sank. The color was different because it came from a different dye lot. I should have known. But how could it not be when the original was purchased almost a year ago? Oh well. To make my self feel better, I bought some quilting fabric from a vendor I had never seen before in the basement. Same price as Mr. Kang, smaller selection. Then I headed back on the subway. I took my purchases home. Not long afterwards, Chris came home from work, carrying a box from Jo-annns. We ate leftovers, and I changed to a nicer outfit. Then we went to the church for imposition of ashes. The pastor talked about giving up busyness for Lent. After the service I joked with Pastor Stan that I admired him for being willing to give up his hair for Lent. When we came home, I went back to my computer, intending to do several things, none of which survived my glimpse of my inbox.