What’s love but a second hand emotion…
There, now that we’ve gotten that out of the way, let’s get started.
I feel like I should have a lot more to say, but I don’t want to hurt all of the feelings at once.
Winter is here and that comes with it’s own challenges. My heat isn’t working right so I am having to use the back-up heater, which I am blessed to even have and my water has been freezing so that has been an adventure. My home needs some repairs and I can’t do anything about it. I’ve tried fixing things but I can hardly manage with a screw driver.
I have crafty projects that I can’t finish because my hands get too sore. (Sorry if I promised to make you a gray and yellow purse many months ago and I haven’t finished it yet.) I saw in my ‘On This Day’ memories on Facebook that the crochet blanket that I started 1 year ago still isn’t done and it is SO CLOSE.
I still can’t play guitar for long.
I think that has been the hardest. I’m not sure why I am rushing it. It just seems like the left hand went so much faster. As soon as the stitches came out I started playing again but with the right hand, I still get cramped up after too long of holding a pick.
I guess I have plenty to complain about. Let’s talk about some other things…
Abraham Lincoln is a big boy now. He showed me the other day. He got right on my lap for some snuggles, rolled over and showed me how grown he is. He’s going to the vet tomorrow. They require an examination before fixing him and I’m not sure how I feel about that. This is the same place that didn’t help Mali and charged me for unnecessary tests that they said were not necessary. I’d like to find somewhere else, but I’m kind of limited since I live so far away from everything. I could just put his head in a boot and take care of things myself, but I can’t use scissors yet. So… to the doctor we go.
I spilled a bottle of water in my bag today so I got to take everything out and dry it. I found a lot of things in there that I didn’t know I was looking for. 7 lippies that I actually was looking for and all of the snacks. I usually just throw a couple in my bag each day but I guess I don’t actually eat them. If I ever get stranded on my way to or from work I won’t starve to death.
I had every intention of talking about real things, but now I don’t want to.