And It’s A Beautiful Day!
Well, it’s a beautiful day! Need I say more?
I’ve been out walking a bit to try to get my strength back. It’s sunny and I’ve got the windows open. And it feels damned good to be alive.
I woke up at 3 a.m. raring to go. Well, kind of. I woke up and pulled the cobwebs of the past two weeks. I’m a bit weak and nauseous, but alive and well.
I tested negative and so far, so good. Thanks for all your well wishes. And to my wonderful and thoughtful neighbors who pitched in.
All The Ugly & Wonderful Things:
I’m currently reading “All The Ugly & Wonderful Things” by Bryn Greenwood.
A beautiful and provocative love story between two unlikely people and the hard-won relationship that elevates them above the Midwestern meth lab backdrop of their lives.
“As the daughter of a drug dealer, Wavy knows not to trust people, not even her own parents. It’s safer to keep her mouth shut and stay out of sight. Struggling to raise her little brother, Donal, eight-year-old Wavy is the only responsible adult around.
“Obsessed with the constellations, she finds peace in the starry night sky above the fields behind her house, until one night her star gazing causes an accident. After witnessing his motorcycle wreck, she forms an unusual friendship with one of her father’s thugs, Kellen, a tattooed ex-con with a heart of gold.
“By the time Wavy is a teenager, her relationship with Kellen is the only tender thing in a brutal world of addicts and debauchery. When tragedy rips Wavy’s family apart, a well-meaning aunt steps in. And what is beautiful to Wavy looks ugly under the scrutiny of the outside world.
I have had some good laughs reading this book, though I’ve not read too far into it yet. It’s one of those books that is sweetly sad and poignantly unnerving. What you think is fair and right in the world gets turned on its head.
Wait, you’re thinking, there is something tender about a brutal world of addicts and debauchery? You just have to read the book and figure it out for yourself.
Organizational Mode:
I’m well into organizational mode around here. I had no idea how long it would take to wash 24 food storage containers and 24 lids for storage.
It’s kind of like the old cartoon where someone is pulling a rope out of a hole and the rope just keeps on coming. And it seems like there is no end to it.
Lids were falling off the cabinet and slipping out of the dish drainer. Falling on my feet as I stacked them up. I was setting plastic containers out to dry on every surface I could find. Living room, dining room, kitchen.
At 3 a.m. I woke up, wide awake in the dark, and realized I was fully in the present.
My brain was turning over and over about just how to organize and store things in my kitchen.
There would be no more sleep while the gears were shifting in my head.
The Pioneer Woman Shelf Liners:
Then I ordered The Pioneer Woman shelf liners. You know I haven’t done that in years. Laid down liners in cabinets or drawers. Just always set glasses upright.
The floral shelf liner is so pretty, isn’t it?
Kendra was just here to bring me cash. She was emotional because their dad seems to be about gone. He’s having mini strokes, but they aren’t telling him what’s going on. He can’t figure out why he can’t see and that’s because his face droops.
He’s now paying $7800 a month at that assisted living place and they won’t even respond when he presses the call button. So the girls have to drop whatever they’re doing and go help him.
I’m telling you, if at all possible, age in place. I plan to. You can’t depend on people no matter how much you pay them.
But there’s always a gap at the bottom of the door.
That’s how the light gets in.
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Glad to hear you are doing so much better and able to get out for a walk. And having all that organizing to do will keep your mind occupied and help the time to fly by until spring arrives.
So happy to hear the worst is about over and you are on the mend. I too ordered some new flour and sugar containers after reading a discussion about old Tupperware.
Such a shame about the girls dad. Prices for care are ridiculous. I know when my husband had Alz and my daughter and I cared for him I looked into respite care so we could take a break and it was not available or $100 a day with a 10 day minimum.
I can’t wait to see what your 3am brainstorming looks like, once you get everything organized. Sorry about the girls’ dad. That’s so sad!
It is making me ill thinking of whatever we are going to do when we get more infirm…life is already super hard, yet I know for a fact, that there is NO WAY a “care facility” could possibly even feed us in a way we would not be ill from the food. Food allergies are hard. But I have no idea in this world how we can set up staying in place. And I hate this place for the most part, and all my hunting so far have not found a decent place we can afford. LOTS of stuff being built here yet I have seen no sign of handicapped units. Our society has no use for anyone old or handicapped. So I pray we both die at the same time so we won’t need to be in a facility.
So glad you are finally feeling better. I can’t wait until I’m back to 100%. I’m so stuffed up that I can’t smell or taste anything. The fresh air certainly does feel good though. I at least go outside every day to get the mail so I can get some fresh air. I’ve been opening up windows here and there too, to let all the stale air and germs out. Sure makes you appreciate good health and wellness and your “normal” life, doesn’t it?
So sorry to hear about your ex. That is terribly sad, especially knowing that he doesn’t have good care where he’s at either. I’m sure this is very hard on your daughters.
Brenda, I have been with you for a long time. In fact you was still married living in Texas. I married in 1974 and was divorced 1976. one year and seven months. What a mistake! Then I remarried in 1998 and he died in 2008. e were soul mates and the love of my life. I have been alone more than I have lived with someone. I don’t know why I told you all this. But I too plan to stay in my home until death. And no matter what, you can’t trust anyone. Our world and our country has no morals, no self respect, and not a caring cell in their bodies. What a sad state of affairs…
Thanks for reading. I Hope your life is blessed abundantly by our Lord Jesus Christ, Amen
ohhh. I like those liners! Very you!
So happy you are feeling better🙂😁😍🥰💕
Thank goodness for the healing qualities of fresh air and sunshine! Very glad to hear you are getting some reprieve from feeling ill.
That fresh air feels so good after being indoors pretty much for 2 weeks.
What great news you are feeling better!!!!!
Ivy hasn’t been able to get to them yet. She’ll probably prefer the box they came in!
I feel for your daughters. End of life is such a wretched thing to deal with. I am glad to hear that you are recovering enough to walk in the fresh air. It’s amazing how something as simple as time in the fresh air can boost your appreciation of life. I also understand how quickly a home can get disorganized. I just returned from a 10-day trip with two suitcases, jewelry organizers, and a makeup case, as my bad back flared up. It’s so much easier to get a fresh cup and plate rather than wash them when your back aches. Things pile up rather quickly! The suitcases are still on the floor, waiting patiently for me.
That’s how the light gets in, beautiful. Sunny with the windows open sounds good to me! Glad you were able to get a walk and are coming out of the fog. You will love all the containers. I was sure you were going to say Ivy got into them last night. Drives me crazy when I am trying to sleep and I have a project swirling in my head keeping me up. Have a great rest of the week.