Saturday, July 6, 2019

1st Saturday of July

It's almost noon and I had to put a sweater on. Weird weather for July. Still. I'm happy it's not too hot. I don't do well when it's too hot.  I went outside twice yesterday --to get the mail in the front and to take out the trash in the back. Today I've gone out twice again. To get the mail and to water the plants.
I really need to invest in a better hose nozzle. I had to come in and change shoes, socks, and pants because I got too dang wet!
I've got some chili heating on the stove for lunch. Threw in a couple weiners too so that ought to help my insides get even more upset than they've been this week.  Jenni gave me the chili and she makes pretty good chili so I'm eating it no matter what.  I've got a special on the Beach Boys playing on tv right now.  Just background music to occupy me while I tinker around here.  I knitted some Xmas bells yesterday (will give to Maddie whether she wants them or not) and this morning I made three more Xmas ornaments.  Just something to occupy myself.
I'm painting rocks this weekend too. People seemed to like the giraffes so I'm opting to paint 9 more! I'll probably use them for Xmas gifts.  I'm also going to make some little Santa Claus faces as those were pretty popular too.


Yesterday I decided to use up these 4 old Xmas cards I had on hand and sewed material onto them. I suppose they look a little cheesy but cheesy in the name of the game.
Tonight I'll start watching Season 5 of 'Alone'. I think Season 6 is out there too. Really enjoying it. Last night I watched a movie on Netflix called Cop Car.  Surprisingly, it was pretty darn good. 

Monday I'm heading into Port Townsend to scatter my mom's ashes at North Beach, have lunch with Mary Gaboury, and meet a college girl on the top floor of Aldrich's to be interviewed for some project she's doing on linguists.  I don't really understand it but it should be interesting. I have to repeat phrases and say certain words. I'm going to see if Mary can do it too.

Tuesday Sammy comes for the day while Jen and Wayne move Maddie to Wenatchee. They'll follow her in Wayne's truck with her bed, dresser, and larger items and she'll soon start her part time job as a coffee barista.  The following week they'll all fly to AZ to see Hunter graduate and then he'll come home for three weeks.

Wednesday I see a surgeon in Sequim to get my "replaced" shoulder assessed. It's been giving me a lot of grief and I'm at the end of my rope for putting up with it.  Friday I get blood drawn (again) so the hematologist I'm seeing August 1st will have more data to work on regarding my low platelet counts.  His website said he didn't take medicare or AARP so I was stressing out but once I made a phone call, I discovered he does take those insurances and the websites are just out of date.  Sigh...

My big news for today is that I'm going to start the process of moving.  Hate moving but at the same time, I'm really excited. Been here 11 years and I really don't need a large 3-bedroom house. All I'm doing in accumulating more and more.  I've been thinking about it for some time but the thought of downsizing just made the job look hopeless.  Now, though, I can see a light at the end of the tunnel. I am going to rent a storage unit. Already put myself on a waiting list for one near here and I can begin collecting boxes and filling them up.  If I can go nice and slow at the job, it should be fine. I can always park the car in the driveway to have the garage to work in and store boxes until my unit is available.

Will probably end up having a yard sale to try and unload a lot of things. Yard tools, bird baths, Xmas decorations, dishes, CDs, books, pictures, furniture, material, knickknacks, lamps....oh, the list goes on and on.  It's time, though.  Jen and I are going to visit assisted living places to see how much that would cost me but I'd also like to see what apartments are available.  I know assisted living places are very expensive but like Jen said...even if I live in one for five years and then run out of money, by then she might have a bedroom available where I can live.  And there's always that IF factor....IF I'm still alive.  Ha!  Oh, the wonders of growing old and wondering how much longer you can hold out on earth.

And on that happy note, I guess I'll get back to painting giraffes.


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