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What Day Is It Anyway? Monday.


You know why I think it is Monday? I am almost always more tired on Monday than the rest of the week. How is that? We do nothing more on the weekend than the other days of the week. But here I am wishing I had stayed in bed all day. Allergies are keeping me from breathing. Ah, but I got to enjoy zooming with the writers’ group. Kind of like this only on Zoom.

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Oh, I think by tomorrow my daughter’s boyfriend’s first sock will be finished. It has taken a whole skein. That’s new for me as most fem socks leave a little at the end of the skein. Then sock number two is at the ribbing stage so it won’t be long until I can send a package of socks to them, Sure they might not get to wear them until late fall early winter as they do have wool and will be too hot for now, but I think they will like them. I do.

So those are the highlights of my day.

#WDIIA


This is me this week:

I’m afraid that after the long trip on Monday and the back/body strain of the rough road I had to cancel my dental appointment today in yet another far away town. Just couldn’t do it! But being on the computer has my eyes going crazy like this poor gal:

Not only is the eyestrain an issue but I can’t get comfortable even with the laptop or tablet. That is one of the reasons my blogs has been cut short lately. And the lack of prompts causes brain strain. I liked the A-to-Z Challenge and doing CampNaNo because they give me a kickstart. But between the first picture me and the second picture me the strain is too great to do much. Back to sock knitting!

The prompt Strain comes from Linda G. Hill and the Stream of Consciousness Saturday challenge.


You can keep your knight in shining armor. I prefer my knight who makes everything shiny. (Dishes, kitty litter, cleaning toilet, etc.) Cause I am so tired from the last few days. By the way, offspring arrived delivering oldest and much of his stuff after midnight last night. Had the merest of good visits. Delivering offspring drove back home (are safe in their own homes) and #1 son is here and bought us who were still here pizza. We mostly took today off. Too tired. Tomorrow is another day. Oh, in two weeks we need to travel back and get more of the stuff and clean the apartment. Maybe by then, this place won’t look like box city! Please forgive this mishmash of a blog I can barely type.

Find out about the Just Jot It January and the prompt here.


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Well, the prompt word for #Stream of Consciousness Saturday was Yard. Yeah, I’m a day late. I was too tired to think about our yard. Even though it was sort of warm, finally, it was too windy and I was too tired to do much more than stand there as Kali did her OUTSIDE thing.

Did I mention I was tired? Yeah. Went to bed before I had the chance to write the blog. Oops! Didn’t wake up early either. Still kind of tired.

Wish there was a magical person with a magical lawnmower to mow that green stuff that is near the house. That might create a yard. Then another magical person to knock down most of the foxtails and other yellow stuff before the fire season starts. Yeah, that’s the day after the freezing temps it will be 110 in the shade–Oooo–grumpy, too!

So, you can see, maybe why I wasn’t into this prompt. Broken hubby, bro working 6 days a week, me on the tail end of fibro-flare facing the word, YARD. Even if it weren’t the prompt word of the day it looms over me with a vengeance.

Maybe I could have enjoyed the thought that a yard is really 3 feet! Broken down even smaller is 36 inches. I tried this last year. I’d go out and work on the “yard” a postage size part of the ground at a time. Never got past the front porch and the back porch before the heat robbed me of energy and fibro killed me. But the postage stamp places still look better a year later, so I say if a yard is as good as a mile, an inch is as good as a mile. And didn’t I move here for the sky anyway?

ANYWAY…

This is my contribution to the #AtoZChallenge a day late and many dollars short.

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I Hate Being This Tired!


It is almost 10 PM. I usually have a couple hours left to get things done. I’m afraid I am petering out early. If I find a bit more before midnight, I’ll try again.

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