In case you are wondering…
My days of writing are few. It seems that moments of writing clarity are too often interrupted by household chaos and The Curmudgeon’s ill-health.
He has so few good days any more that it is difficult to sit and write when he’s in so much pain. I seem to have to jump up and do something for him or dogs every time I get seated for more than a minute.
I’m tired all the time and my brain fuzzes. I’m horrified to find my self dozing off with Lucy for an hour or so every night lately.
Lucy doesn’t mind.
Lost a day here
I have no idea what happened to yesterday. I got up and had plans to get some stuff done. However, somewhere between there and now, the day frittered away.
Do you have days like that?
Oh my dog! Momma is crazy!
Momma had strange thing in her hand and I barked at it and I almost wagged my tail off. Then she gave me a soft pinch with it and I did a wild hucklebutt all over the living room and kitchen.
Afterwards I needed a nap.When Momma got a good look at this picture she told Daddy I need a bath because my belly is so dirty from all the combat crawling I do in the muddy yard.
I don’t want a bath!
I like being dirty.
Whoo hoo! SUN!
Wow, it is amazing how bright the sun is after so many dreary days of no sun. Yesterday became a spectacular day as the clouds burned off and the sun made an appearance.
So far it looks as though we are in for a possible five-day run of partly cloudy days. Hurrah!
Lucy spent the entire day doing one hucklebutt after another celebrating the sunshine I think.
Gavin enjoyed moseying about the yard sniffing out squirrel trails.
Here’s to sunshine, long may she reign.
Someone had a busy day.
Where has the sun gone?
It may be December but that shouldn’t mean that our sunshine (what little there is at this time of year) completely disappears for weeks on end.
We’ve had nothing but gray and dreary days with rain (at least it’s not snow).
The forecast tells us that we have four days of partly cloudy weather heading our way. Tell me, what is the difference between partly cloudy and partly sunny?
My floors are muddy with Curmudgeon and dog prints. I am the only one who wipes my feet on the mats. I hope we have some drying of the ground.
What mud? We don’t see no mud.
Maybe this will help relieve my stress
A while back I fell in love with ear cuffs. I also found out that they are not easy to find. I have quite a collection but am always looking for more.
Yesterday I found a place that sells blanks with holes. Now I can create my own designs.
And they’re out of here
There’s a huge box of men’s coats, thermal vests, and lined hunting pants ready to go to people who need them to stay warm this winter.
Sometime today I hope to find someone who will pick them up.
It is amazing how much brighter my basement is with all of those coats down off the steel clothesline that held them for so long.
This is only the beginning. Little does The Curmudgeon know that there are so many more things that will exit this house over the winter. By spring we should be a lot lighter in clutter and stuff we no longer need or want.
I’m sorting through my clothes and getting bags ready to go to women’s shelters.
Now if only I can get the house cleaned….
meme from Two Women and a Hoe™
So I guess there are no homeless people on the weekend?
I finally talked The Curmudgeon into letting go of his too numerous to count winter coats that he never wears. This was the man who every time I turned around had bought a new coat or new shoes. (I have him talked down to keeping just 3.)
He spent more money on his clothes, shoes, and coats in all the years we’ve been married, than I ever did.
I still wear a jacket that I got over 20 years ago, only now I line it with a hoodie when it’s very cold outside. I have two newer coats that aren’t as comfortable or warm. They are going.
The only problem was not a single homeless shelter was answering their phones on a Saturday. WTF?
Looks as though I’ll be spending my very busy with doctor appointments Monday and Tuesday calling around to see who wants a ton of warm coats to hand out to people who really need them this winter.
Even Lucy has a warm coat and hat for the winter.
Gavin is happy with just the hat.
He hates shirts, sweaters, or jackets.
Lucy says….
Dis beez my boyfwend. He libs next door. I beez ober da moon about him. I watchez for him ebery day. Dis waz da first time dat he seedz my new hat. He sed I waz a cutie and I kissed him (blush.)
Browsing properties in the southern states
As more snow fell yesterday, I took to browsing southern beach properties for sale. Sigh.
Yeah, I would have to hit the lottery for sure.
I did find a few that had my mouth-watering though. Damned shame they are so far out of my price range. As much as I adore Pennsylvania in the spring, summer, and fall, I am sick of winters here.
You all have a good one and think warm thoughts.
Even Gavin wanted to wear his hat with the snow.
Icky weather heading our way
According to the weather forecast app on my Firefox tool bar, we are facing two days of snow and temperatures in the mid 30s. No sign of sun coming our way until Friday and Saturday.
I miss the sun.
The dogs miss the sun. They don’t want to wear winter hats and coats all the time.
I need to hit the lottery so the dogs and I can move to Florida or Georgia. I do love a beach. We’ll bring The Curmudgeon along if he wants to leave PA but that probably would take some crow bar action.
His roots go deep and I’m thinking that just to move him out of this damned house would take dynamite.
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