This blog’s writer has been under
repairs and maintenance for a while. I
said I was going to retire for half the year and work through the heavy
year-end closings and taxes part of the year.
That puts me smack dab in the middle of that fast-paced time and headed
toward the first tax due date. It is
still the intense and wearing pace that I remember. But the end of summer and winter were fun!
None of the back-to-work stress has
helped the sometimes severe and other times “I can handle them” anxiety attacks
I’ve been having. We are working on the
problem, and when I say, “We” I mean just about anyone who comes in contact
with me day to day. Bill has been a huge
help in keeping me calm. He even uses
humor. This morning he said he would
tell me how pretty I looked but he was afraid I would ask, “What do you mean by
that.” I have made small progress thanks
to a wonderful doctor who knows me well after 30 years. I think I am on the way to understanding
myself better than ever before and demonstrating that old dogs really can learn
new tricks with the help of a lot of friends, a ton of prayers and a little
medication.
Staying busy with things I enjoy has
been my main “repair and maintenance” method.
There are two new great-grandchildren coming in the next two
months. All these new babies have had me
knitting and sewing during every free moment.
I finished a little girl sweater
which is awaiting buttons:
I’m working on a pink blanket with
fuchsia and purple contrast:
AND a soft as bunny-fur blanket for
baby girl. This is made fast and easy by
making a frame with four mitered corners to slip the contrast flannel (and
batting if you like) into. Stitch around
the whole thing and just add a baby.
Still working on a quilt for the baby boy,
but since it has a fire engine on it, brother Bryce will be sure it belongs to
him:
Then I made pattern weights to use on
the silk shirt I am about to cut for sewing.
No sticking pins in that sheer fabric!
Finally I tried my hand at a fabric
storage box, and since it is okay (just) I may make more:
That’s what is happening with me. Please keep the prayers and good thoughts
coming. The pups are being their usual
cute and demanding selves. Soon to be 15
year-old Macy had a senior dog exam that included x-rays and blood tests. When the Vet called he said, Macy is a 15
year-old dog with a 5 year-old dog’s heart and body. We are blessed!
Life is good.
(Anyone know why Blogger is acting so crazy? I can't get anything to stay where I put it.)
