My latest idea

 Had a halfway icky day yesterday. Second half anyway. I just hurt all over. Went to bed at 7:15 but of course, as tired as I was, sleep wouldn't come. I got up two hours later and played some solitaire online. Back to bed around 10:30 to try again. Probably after 2 before Mr. Sandman made his appearance. Was getting discouraged at how much certain body parts were making life miserable. If it wasn't my feet, it was my legs, hips, or back.  I know. Everybody hurts so shut the hell up Joyce!

I'm better now. I pulled out an old pair of sneakers to see if that would help. They're perfectly fine shoes but I kept buying new ones thinking the shoes had to be the problem. They weren't. But now I have half a dozen pair of sneakers that are all perfectly fine shoes. I'm a slow learner.  Have physical therapy tomorrow and am hopeful she'll have some advice on how I can make life a tad pleasanter. She'll tell me to exercise, of course, and I'm fine with that idea but there are days when trying to do certain maneuvers (that I've studied on youtube) just aren't cutting it.

One good thing that developed as I lay wide awake in bed last night was that I finally got an idea on what I want to write about. Dead people.  Yep. I have this very large 3-ring binder I've been adding to for several years.  With obits. And it's filling up faster these days. Seems like my calendar is mostly doctor appts, physical therapy appts, and memorials or funerals.

My notebook is very interesting to read so my plan is to go through and write a little something on every single person I've saved an obit on. And I'll only write good stuff, of course. You can't speak ill of the dead, after all.

This may sound a tad morbid but I don't think so. If anything, I'm honoring the departed. And I do love that I have a project. I still do a little sewing now and again and rock painting when the mood hits but it seems jigsaw puzzles have become my main past time lately and even though I enjoy them, I need something new.  I'm addicted to solitaire (which I hate about myself but it is what it is) and I do look forward to eating a meal so I can work a crossword puzzle. I just got one from Amazon with 200 puzzles in it. Said they were easy but they aren't that easy so I'm pleased with it.

Went to another memorial at the Elks Club yesterday afternoon.  For Herb Evanson. Our class continues to shrink.  There were 7 from our class in attendance,

My grandson, Hunter, stopped in Saturday with his new girl friend, Taylor. He was sweet enough to do a couple of minor jobs I needed done but required someone young who climb on a ladder and crawl under a sink. Bless his heart.  I'll see them again next month for Thanksgiving. There's going to be 13 of us there and I'm eager to use my camera. Ha!

And here's a picture I saw on Facebook yesterday that I liked.  The Rakers Club visiting one of their oldest members - Vic Olson.

My daughter, Mary, texted me last night that they might have to evacuate. Forest fires near Camas were putting them in danger. Eagerly awaiting her email to tell me the latest.  Catie and Louie (my granddaughter) visited them earlier. Here she is with Poppy (who adores her)

Went to the Farmers Market on Saturday to use up the last of my free coupons. They expire Oct. 30th. Got some zuchinni and will make bread to put in the freezer, some cherry tomatoes, and a dozen duck eggs. They're larger than chicken eggs.

Well, the morning is quickly disappearing already. It's 11:17 and time for me to get up and then sit down in another room. haha   My jigsaw awaits me. First though, here's a video of Port Townsend. I wish I knew how to make good videos with music. I'm sure I'd be good at it. I picked this one because of the music.