It’s been warm enough that it’s all melted from last week but the rain. I would love a N.O.S. day that i can take to sit on the porch and read, maybe paint my nails and turn on the pretty lights. It shouldn’t be too much to ask!
I need to do the same. We came out to the van the other morning to find a small crack on the upper driver’s side. We’re pretty sure that the guys that were fixing up the upstairs apartment threw something down and hit it but we’ve got no way to prove it. Thankfully, we’ve got the coverage to get it taken care of.
And yay on getting rid of the old POS for the new P.O.S.!
I think the world would be a much better place if more people realized this when incompatibility makes itself known. I’m glad that you were able to realize that this wasn’t making you happy and that you’re able to move on.
Hey, discordant is our jam!
Been there, done that, glad that’s all it was on her end!
I wonder what late to bed, early to rose would make me…
As a fun-sized individual myself, this is very important. A slanted line that works like a clothesline? Step-stools? More acrobatic workers?
Yay! Glad you’re settling in nicely!
He probably knows this is a more permanent move and that you’re happier where you are.
Your place looks wonderfully cozy!
Never feel bad about kvetching. It’s a valid way of processing and really good for the mental health.
Things on my end are finally turning around. After a big scare where I was calling family in to say good-bye, Dad’s turned the corner for the better. I think my sister coming down helped more than anything else. But instead of thinking about cremation arrangements, we’re talking about getting him moved to the step-down unit and removing many of the tubes. I’m not sure what they’ll be doing about his back and he’s been told that he’s not going to be able to go home unless there’s help there so a rehab facility is in his future. But he’s in good spirits which makes me in good spirits.
Having my sister and BIL here for a couple of days was nice. We haven’t seen each other in over 6 years. We talk on the phone but it’s not quite the same. Last night, we went to one of my favorite taprooms for dinner and beer. It’s been a bit of a respite for me.
Friday I’ll finally have the MRI done. Hopefully that will mean the back and hand issues will be able to be resolved. I’ve been using my came far too often and dropping things everywhere. It’ll be nice for all of that to go away.
I did do a thing last week that is making me feel better. I colored my hair.
I’ve gotten lots of compliments on it so I’m not writing about being too old for the look. Next up, probably in Match, is my tattoo.
Not much else to report from here. Just doing my best to keep one foot in front of the other.
