Hello from Charlottesville, on a chilly, rainy Friday.
Some things. In no particular order:
1. There is an entire category of things that happen to people because they are old. I noticed these things in my 20’s, from a safe distance. “Old” was far away. Here are a few examples:
- joint pain or a bad knee just because [not due to- say- a recent soccer injury]
- “I don’t sleep well when I’m not in my own bed”
- taking a long time to get over a cold
- “sleeping in” means 7:45 (whaaaaat? in what universe???)
- drinking coffee black
I’m 37 and a few of these things are coming true in my life. What would you add to the list?
2. My husband arrives back in town tonight. He’s been gone for ten of the last twelve days. He took the boys with him for seven of those days, and his parents had them while he worked.
I missed the boys, and also tried to take advantage of their absence. It was fun to enjoy a quiet house and get some home’ish things done. I did stuff like trade out all the summer clothes for winter clothes, hang curtain rods and new curtains, and eat cereal for dinner. I got rid of five bags of clothes. I don’t know why I enjoy that feeling so much, but I do. Finishing things- even finishing with clothes- feels nice.
I tried to refer back to my own rules about kids’ clothes, because sometimes I am really smart and totally know how to do things.
3. It has been raining for at least seventy two weeks straight and I am considering something like this light. I did that month of getting outside a couple of years ago, but that’s not a great option with a dumb old hurricane sweeping through. Maybe a “happy light” will help me feel peppier in this dreary weather. (Although, by the time the light arrives the sun will probably be out again. And then you’ll read about me purging the light as clutter.)
It seems like a nice little gizmo for winter days. But essential oils seemed nice too and I’m not positive they have helped much. (Though they certainly haven’t hurt…except the initial cost of the oils). Anyone care to weigh in on a “happy light”?
4. One of the best and most practical things my husband has taught me is how to install drywall anchors. I used to put up curtain rods or pictures with just nails or screws and hope they didn’t come crashing down. But I opted for drywall anchors that can support a small elephant when I put the curtain rods up last week (see number 2). Sure enough, Chicken came in from school and immediately tugged the heck out of those drapes and piddly screws would have ripped out of the wall. Yay for drywall anchors! Tug away, kids.
The drywall anchor thing came to a head several houses/apartments ago when I was impatient for my husband to hang crap up for me. Nagging and impatience didn’t motivate him [shocker]. He finally just taught me how to do it, in the name of “teaching a man to fish” and all of that. Power tools are my friend now.
5. Two years ago this was in full swing. The Monkey continues to do very well, with no lingering effects of the tumor or the brain surgery. If it weren’t for the memories it is as if it did not happen, health-wise. Goodness upon goodness.
6. Imagine my shock and horror to see this sly creature in our back yard recently. Scared the crap out of me. It just sat there, all calm and patient, watching our lovely little bunny hop around as innocent as a bunny does, when he doesn’t know he is going to be eaten later.
I immediately took to the interwebs and asked facebook what to do. (Fb is the new google, btw.) The responses were not heartening, though several friends offered to come pee in my yard “if that would help”. (Pee to scare the fox away? And/or scare me into staying in my house for the rest of the week? Both/and.)
George the bunny still lives, but that is because we bring him in every night. This falls under the category of “unsustainable”. Meanwhile, a friend texted me a “Fox News Alert” (hehehehe) that one of her chickens had gotten foxed the other night. We are all just sitting ducks here, as far as I can tell. George won’t last a night out there.
7. Lists are supposed to be in odd numbers. Happy Friday!